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Sometimes I wish I could walk and use my legs. I wonder what it would be like to learn all those things that everyone takes for granted: swimming or running or rollerblading or dancing.
But I don't think I can complain too much. Wishing for something that won't come true is just... selfish, isn't it?
I picked up some knitting things, and I'm trying to teach myself. I've poked myself with the needle a few times, but when I feel what I have of the scarf, it seems even and there doesn't happen to be holes or missed stitches. And the person who sold me the yarn said that it was dark blue, which is a nice color, isn't it?
I don't know who I'll give it to when I finish. Maybe... Now that would be silly.