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Day Two Hundred and SeventyFIVEr:  Craft

Being cosy is something of a comfort when it comes to this time of year.  I imagine myself buying a house in the future with a fireplace that requires actual wood to maintain, to have that smell come around me and to feel omfortable, cosy, with a tea and knitting infront of it, reading a book or watching a show, and I can only imagine that with all of this I wouldn’t be alone.  I spend most of my time perpetually cosy or searching for cosy-ness, and most of the time I become cosy with people around me, drinking tea, and all is well.

So when I have a tea date where I do not feel pressured to be doing work or have lots due or even just keep an eye on the time I feel more comfortable than I do doing much else.  I get sort of frustrated  alone in my room drinking tea, knitting or the like because it really isn’t the same.  What good is it being cosy alone?

A lot of my thoughts this week have revolved around being around others, which is not unusual for this time of year.  It’s nearly mid-term time and for most of my friends it’s about time to apply for schools again, it’s time to get busy with work and be heading home for thanksgiving holidays.  It’s about time to start planning the future, to start thinking about work and families.  It’s about time to travel, to get out of here and look back eventually.  IT’s getting about time in the year to start thinking, if nothing else, about what will be our next move. And so, not many of us have loads of time for tea.

But to me it is worth it.  So, if you’re in need of a cosy buddy, I will considerably always volunteer, always.

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