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Spent the evening sewing a beanie and tail so my baby can be a Rodent Of Unusual Size at a Halloween party tomorrow. My husband and I will also be in Princess Bride costumes

Memory Lane

On Halloween I walked alone
Silent and bad-tempered
I was no longer a child
And nothing was as I remembered

Wandering past dark homes,
Having found the evening plain
I found the last road with lights still on
And drifted down Memory Lane

The first home was mine,
Before my parents downsized
The cookies taste like they used to
Before my parents died.

The next home was my best friend’s
Inseparable in in our youth
She gives me a slice of birthday cake
She was 12 when they moved

The third home was my teacher’s
I had decided he deserved a trick
I help him clean away the paint
His sin was merely being strict

I do not knock at the last, bright home
With towers and slides on display
It’s the house I once wished to live in
But it does not fit who I am today

On Halloween I walk alone
I watch the children with glee
it is not as I remember
but it is not only for me

The Broadcast (Part 2)

Part 1: https://sketchedtext.com/2023/10/18/the-broadcast-part-1/

It wasn’t just that station that was wrong.

My first idea was that the station was some postmodern art piece, giving the wrong current events to draw attention to our inattention. But, as was generally the case, my creative arts degree would not help me.

Other channels proved to be similarly out of sync. I was hesitant to tune too far at first. The bar wasn’t numbered, and I felt like that original station was a home base from which to venture.

The next non-numbers channel I found was in a language I didn’t recognise. Using my phone, I got a mostly-translated block of text.

it is coming I know you sit in your homes gazing at your loved ones but soon you must make a choice who can you let go who must be sent outside who must be forgotten it cannot wait it is coming it is one of you or all of you I am alone in this station so it must be me oh god it must be me it must be me it must be me I will loop this message but you must forget me I am just a recording forget me it must not be me you hear I will be gone it is coming I know you sit

The random numbers channel became infinitely more interesting after that.

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Dressmaking update

I have used up my entire allotment of sight today pleating this fabric.

I just meant to gather the fabric at the shoulders, then I decided to fold it, then iron it, then it got away from me.

I’d say I need to finish before Halloween, but I’d wear this fabric any day

New Project

I’m recovering from a round of food poisoning, and making plans for the month. I found the perfect material and started sketching ideas for a new dress

I’ll update as I go, but the priority will be writing more.