My mum taught me to knit when I was a child, and I turn to it, for some weird reason, when I'm feeling depressed.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
As I get older, I just prefer to knit.
When I was 35, all of a sudden I thought maybe it'd be nice to knit a sweater.
It's only because I feel like such a philistine spending all that time in hair and makeup that I started to knit. I used to spend that time studying Italian and French. Then after I had two kids, my brain turned to mush and I took up knitting.
It sounds a bit sad, but my new hobby is knitting. I love it. I find it really relaxing.
When people see me knitting, I tell them I'm a knitter. Not the sort of knitter they may have run into before, but a passionate, constant, deliberate knitter. I knit everyday, all the time, everywhere I go.
I don't know if you've ever knit a sweater, but by the end of it, you're like, 'Ugh I can't wear this. I can't stand the color. I'm so tired of it.'
My grandmother knitted me a crochet top when I was 15. I still fit into it and will never give it away.
Knitting not only relaxes me, it also brings a feeling of being at home.
My grandmother taught me to knit, and as I knit, my mind returns to my childhood.
I have to learn to knit.