There's a fine line between breakdown and breakthrough.
I built a bookshelf this weekend. It was a breakthrough.
The cuts weren't perfect and I immediately noticed a few things I would have done differently were I to, for some reason, do it again. But, the act of building, of using my hands to create, fashion, and mold something into existence felt right.
I need more of that in my life. I don't know how or what. I just want to make stuff.
2 comments:
If I find time before whatever my future is happens, do you want to help me build a small scale tilapia system?
Yes!
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