Just remember what the doormouse said ...

One of the worst prolongers of my insomnia is sewing patterns.

I thought I finally was going to drift off without chemical help, and then I got an idea for a skirt pattern, started drawing in out in my head, seeing how it'd look with different fabrics, and could I put a red lining behind the black and grey ruffles?

Mmmruffles, ruffles are an obsessive compulsive's friend, so orderly and fun to make, clearly defined ruffle steps.
DrugZ possibly kicking in, the word ruffle seems to have no meaning anymore, I've thumbtyped it too many times.

I've said before that I don't think that I'm particulary creative or artistic, but to me, making patterns and sewing is just as necessary and as much food for the soul as reading. I may go hopelessly batshitnutzo if too many more months go by with no sewing, It's been possibly years as it is...

Somebody buy me 10 yards of unbleached muslin, STAT! IT'S LIFE OR DEATH, ISWEARIT. I can provide links.

I better put fon down and let sleepy pill do its job now, before this entry degrades into just random letters and symbols.