last night my sleep was tortured. i'm fighting a cold. i partially live off of investment savings so am very nervous about what the future holds and how i'll manage. i'm devoting all my time to production of expensive scarves and art yarn and don't know if there will be a market. so last night - all night - my thoughts were not just troubling and crazy - but fragmented like sharp shards of glass or ice crystals in a puddle.
i got up this morning to discover that i'd sold 5 of my 6 skeins of yarn i've placed on etsy this week. the sun is shining. the light is glorious.