ambivalence!

You're Watership Down!

by Richard Adams

Though many think of you as a bit young, even childish, you're
actually incredibly deep and complex. You show people the need to rethink their
assumptions, and confront them on everything from how they think to where they
build their houses. You might be one of the greatest people of all time. You'd
be recognized as such if you weren't always talking about talking rabbits.


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I'm feeling remarkably ambivalent about packing up, picking up stakes and moving to sunny (not) Michigan. This ambivalence surfaces in behaviors like sleeping twelve hours at a stretch, avoiding the piano and the stacks of music that need organizing and work, ignoring my email box and those several things I meant to do over the summer, and generally hiding out in my knitting circle and/or safe dark burrowing place. I've been surrounding myself with yarn and fiber, and I really do wonder if it's some sort of twisted-about nesting instinct, since I'm about to say farewell to my house for a few months.

Lovely, wonderful party tonight with lots of people, though I felt a bit odd around lots of strangers. I hid when I felt the need, gave in to the peer pressure of knitting, and kept myself entertained, though, and all in all had a nice time.

I really, REALLY need to sing.