It’s amazing what people weave with the threads of their lives.
Some people make dreamcatchers, nooses, tourniquets, hammocks, fishing nets …
I’m working on a very long yo-yo string myself.
note: I’d like to see an intricate tapestry when I view the past, but I can’t see past the giant ball of lint.
double note: fishermen are like boxers … they weave and bob.
(boxers: the guys in the ring, not the underpants)
If I had a time machine, today would just be a tick on the clock as I zoomed somewhere else.