I am dreaming of dresses and bags and wallets. I am dreaming of seeing a skirt online and saying "Oh, I'll just make that myself!" and then doing it. I'm dreaming of stitching on cute embellishments on otherwise plain garments to give them something unique. Of scissors, of patterns, of pinpricks and re-fits and one-of-a-kinds.
For now, I will have to start small. I'm sewing on paper, and plan to incorporate sewing even moreso in my journaling/"scrapbooking"/smashbooking/idon'tevenknowwhatitqualifiesas. Stitches and Polaroids and Staples and Glue... just until I can take some measurements and make my way to a fabric store. Pillows, I'm coming for you! And curtains, you better watch out -- you're next!
I'll make my way up to dresses, I will, I will! I'm learning not to overwhelm myself with so many distant goals that I don't know where to start and give up entirely...
If anything, I've been given the gift of inspiration. Now, I just have to manage it like a grown-up... you know, not giving up immediately as soon as I'm bored or unchallenged or overwhemed or hit a road bump.
But I know it's still okay to dream of big things.