My neglected sewing studio, with its cutting table piled high with fabrics and patterns, taunts me every time I walk by.
Life is passing by so quickly with too much to do and not enough time to do it in.
"Look at us!" they cry out. "We're here! Waiting patiently for you to cut and pin and stitch us into something wonderful. How much longer must we wait?"'
To which I have no answer.