Isn't it funny how a mundane task can turn you on your head?
As I sat trying to unwind this massive knot of baker's twine, I started to contemplate my life in string. Where once it was wound nicely and neatly on a beautiful golden spool, it has now become a mess of knots and tangles. No easy fix, no cutting away the messy parts without touching the good parts too. And as I work out these tangles, I start to feel slow in the process and question all of the work it will take..yet I know that progress is progress. and if I keep working at it, I may find myself with a full golden spool. or not.
Maybe I'll just enjoy the process.