Soul has been starving. Returning to basics and balance. The joy I feel when handling a piece of fabric, creating something new, fixing something old, making a garment fit like a glove, seeing people smile has been missing for a long time. Needles whirring up and down, scissors slicing, fabric flowing, patterns crunching, iron steaming....these are the sounds of my trade. I am happy to return...my soul is fed!
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