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This semester, I've often wanted to bring my knitting to school to provide that sort of meditative study-break. You see, right now I have really long days with huge breaks in the middle -- often four or more hours between next classes. I usually stay at school and study during that time, and there are times where I would kill for 10 minutes of mindless relaxation.

The primary reason is that I'm afraid that I'll give into the siren song of knitting and won't study at all. The other reason has to do with the environment of school -- the general feeling is that if you are in the school building, you should be working. It would feel... weird to knit here. [Keep in mind that other than school, I'll knit just about anywhere.]

Today, while in the middle of a four-hour gap between classes, I was sitting glassy-eyed in the main hall of the library. I couldn't decide if I should read more for my War, Peace and Strategy class, or if I should write more of my Intelligence and Foreign Policy paper. After rubbing my eyes and blinking for a few minutes, I looked across the vast library and could have sworn that I saw a woman sitting, and knitting. I put my glasses back on to double check. Sure enough, surrounded by her books, backpack and winter coat -- she was knitting a small blue swatch.

I was green with envy.