I dont know how about you, but I am very tired of thinking. Then I sit and make carpets. Without any thinking. Because at the moment when my brains start working, something like this comes – “Why you are making those carpets? There are millions of carpets in the world already. Who needs one more? And maybe it would be better to use ecological thread? Or pick different colors, or different size? Maybe there is no point to make it at all? And in general, what are you doing? Just wasting time. Maybe it would be better to do something else? But this “something” doesn’t have much point also. Ans maybe in general life is pointless?”…

Then I switch of my brains, sit and knit carpet, without thinking, just feel how threads are tickling my hands, listen for the sound of needles. And it becomes so calm.

If you want, you can buy this carpet. Its what it is made for – to disconnect from everyone and everything, lie on it, and dont think, just feel.