Jag kände ingenting. Dörren hade smällt igen. Tårar hade fallit. Slag hade utlovats. Hot hade uttalats. Ting hade kastats. Hjärtan hade krossats. När han gick tog han allt. Kvar fanns - ingenting.
Since school started I don´t have the time or energy to stitch as much as I want. However, I am telling myself it is more important to enjoy the stitching, than feeling sad about the small amount of stitches I get to do.