What might have been

I handed in my official last piece of uni work today. What a triumphant feeling! The project I had recently been working on was a series of "yarn bombings" or "urban knitting". I have to admit it has been one of my favourite projects I've worked on and am certainly going to continue with it now I have more time. I find the whole experience of knitting something and then using it to change your surroundings completely empowering. For so long I had wished to be away from Leeds and the endless grey but without much luck. When I started my graffiti knitting I found an immediate love for it and what it stood for. I couldn't think of a more beautiful way to some up the positive feeling I get when I am urban knitting than "You don't knit for hate". Indeed.

Running to the future

This past week has been a surreal blur. I have now officially finished university! It appears that I have wished my life away for three years, hoping for this day constantly, and now that it is here, I feel most unprepared for it. I have never felt such deflation before.
Maybe this feeling is due to the fact that we truly ended on a high. What an encouraging, creative and ambitious week it has been! We have been emerged in work all week and I fear I will never be part of something so organic again.

Darling, hold me.

Please forgive me. I really have been absent for quite sometime. I have been quite truly swamped since I started back at university in September. I don't really have the time to be blogging now but I have sincerely missed doing so.
I'm sure many of you can sympathise with me when I say that I wish time would slow down just for a moment. In eight short weeks I will have finished university and the latest chapter of my life will be over. How can three years happen just like that? When I think of the things I have done, the things I didn't do, the places I have been, the people I have met, the people I have loved and the people I have lost in those three years, I can barely recognise myself and I'm sure that is a good thing, I think. If not, what a waste this all would have been.

Rufus the cat is currently curled up in my lap, he really is the prince of our house sometimes. The sun is shining, which always brightens my mood. Alas, I am stuck in doors working on my dissertation (well I will continue to be when I finish this post) I cannot be all doom and gloom though, I have the evening off to go and see Deerhunter, which I am very excited about.