Rhiannon Collett Thought 7 Winter Socks

This morning I am thinking about conspiracy theories and hand knit socks and how learning how to knit socks is a lot like learning how to make theatre. In that it's really hard and expensive and time consuming, and really worth it. Yeah, and how once you knit a sock it disappears into your boot forever and once you put a play up a lot of the time it (especially as a young author) disappears into the ether. But how I like both of those things a lot. I'm thinking about the snow, and how when I first moved to Montreal I learned that you can't walk down the street with your hands in your pockets, because if you do, you'll slip and land directly on your face. Yeah… It's a good season, winter.