I reunited with my sewing machine today. I missed my “oh-i’m-inspired-i-should-do-this” moments. 
For the past few months, it has been “oh-i’m-busy-i’ll-do-it-during-the-break”.
But… actually, I didn’t do any artsy fartsy this break. I kind of regret being unproductive.. but I just can’t help it but laze around (sleep late, wake up late). My mom told me I’m probably just not used to doing nothing at all that’s why I’ve been feeling weirdly frustrated over things. 
Last term made me like this, and I’m not liking it.
needed a pin cushion so I made one. 
rainbows and ribbons make me feel giddy. 
