I sat on a needle today. Surprisingly, I wasn’t upset. In fact, it made me very happy.
Recently, I read in a scientific magazine that there is a theory that states that small black holes exist in addition to the better-known large ones in space. The theory states that these holes are powerful vacuums as well as doorways to other times and places.
I subscribe to this theory.
I subscribe to this theory because I have one somewhere on my couch. It has to be there, because that’s where I do much of my fiber work, and consequently, that’s where a lot of my hooks and needles disappear. Coincidence? I think not.
I have no other explanation as to how this happens, than to believe the scientists that claim these small black holes could lead to parallel universes.
Here’s what I’m thinking. There is a parallel universe that connects to my couch, and the doorway to it is one of those newfangled tiny black holes. That parallel place is a happy place—a land of plenty—where hooks, needles, stitch markers, and buttons are abundant.
I’m not just some crazy yarn lady who should take up doctor-supervised basket weaving. The scientists back me up.
It's liberating; I see things differently now. I sat on a needle today, and surprisingly, I wasn’t upset. It didn’t bother me that I had to extract it from my nether regions. In fact, I was quite happy, as I’ve been looking for that needle for weeks.
Now that I think about it, perhaps there are several of these tiny black holes in my home. I’m missing a few socks in the laundry, and I see no reason as to why this theory wouldn’t apply.
I urge all of you to explore this possibility in your own homes.
I’m going to go check the couch for my car keys.
