seems like my break from weaving only lasted a few days… i thought i had drunk the last of the `creative juice` in the fridge but i guess there was another bottle in the cupboard.  spent yesterday doing a massive warping session on top of an indigo dying adventure.  warp chains dancing from my ceiling. feel terrified to begin for some reason, but can`t stop myself.  perhaps because the last small piece i wove was stuck on the loom for over a week and it felt like weaving torture.  i couldn`t bring myself to cut it off, though i know i should have.  weaver hell.  now - will i make a mess or a masterpiece today?

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