I quit my job 6 weeks ago so I could "find myself." Today, ennui taking roost, I picked up my bamboo knitting needles and started casting on. I did not remember how to cast on, and in my malaise I said 'fuck it' and just did whatever-the-hell until it looked almost right. I could have opened any of 1.2 million sad how-to videos on YouTube, but I really wanted to chart my own course and see where it led me. Here is a photo of today's results. It's going to be a washcloth. Yes, it's sitting on a gas stovetop. I don't care.