Every Single Stitch…

At this moment, if I could ask the universe to save anything in this ongoing human—earth experiment, I would ask for a collection of every single stitch made by a human hand, along with the moment’s thought and feeling and breath when the needle and thread moved, to be gathered and archived in a cosmic ‘cloud’ file. Everywhere I look these days, I see stitches.

My one big hope these days shows up as:
please don’t let me misplace or loose my needle-threader.