I idly put my hand in my housecoat pocket today and wondered very briefly why there was a ball of cotton stuffing in it, and then I remembered.
And looked down at my translation workbook, which had turned into a base for the tiny bed I apparently got antsy & sewed lil’ Shinsuke yesterday. Because I was feeling agitated & for some reason chose to fixate on him having to stand up all the time.
TY, yesterday’s neurotic me, that was a good laugh.