When I dreamed about my senior year of college, I never imagined it would be as demanding as it has turned out to be. Leadership in SGA, working at a marketing office and this ridiculous class called “Rhetorical Criticism” has kept me away from my sewing machine and stuck at a desk in the library.
With three weeks left in the semester, slowly, I am coming out of the cave of craft hibernation. Fabric covers my floor and bottles of paint are scattered across my desk. Projects are happening.
Thank you for sticking with me during my prolonged absence. I logged on to WordPress this morning, and saw 58 of you visiting yesterday alone. I am so unworthy.