Yesterday was our all-day faculty meeting to begin the new academic year. At the last moment I realized that I had no suitable project to work on, since I haven't done any knitting since mid-June, and threw supplies in a bag to make these coasters. The yarn is Knit Picks Swish, leftover from my Catan blanket years ago. I had to use my pocketknife to cut the yarn because I forgot to bring scissors. I finished four coasters and started a fifth during the meeting. I'm going to try to make six and give them to my friend M. who told me the other day ze has no coasters in zir house.
I'm feeling pretty hopeless today. My first classes are tomorrow and the next day. I don't want to teach them. I'm not excited about meeting the new students, or doing anything in class. Things in my life are difficult and unhappy. This morning I felt heavy grief for what has already been lost and what is still to be lost. Am I deluding myself that anything will turn out well for me? I can't see any light at the end of this dark time. I don't know where I'm going. Am I even going in the right direction? Why don't I just give up? Would I be happy if I left this job, left this place, left these people, and started over somewhere else?
