The storm will come. It always does. The power may flicker. The windows will rattle.
And that is not survival.
But you? You'll be in a good chair, with good light, and two more inches of scarf than you had an hour ago. before the storm (whorecraft)
Save this post. Bookmark it for the next time the sky turns green and your heart starts rabbiting. Then close your laptop. Go wind that tangled ball of yarn. Go wash the rice for the third time. Go write a single sentence in a notebook by hand. The storm will come
This is why craft becomes the ultimate lifestyle hack. You aren't making a sweater because you need one. You are making stitches because each one is a small, controllable event. A knot tied. A row completed. A jar sealed. The windows will rattle