I have imagined making many things. Many many things. But the reality is that I take forever just to finish a shawl or a pair of socks. I am not complaining, this is all part of my gift. My gift is that I am an appreciator, I truly appreciate the patterns that people have created, the lovely knitted and crocheted yarny goodness. I actually read those patterns, not just the description of the pattern. I like the structure and the vision of the designers.
Now, I do have vision for myself, but not for others really. I imagine the things that might look good on me, for my imaginary body, sadly, as my actual body is not exactly as I imagine. Hey, I call it anorexia in reverse, I look in the mirror and see a thin person. Thus I make hats, lots of hats, and weird things for my own entertainment.
So it is all good.
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