One of our teachers in art school, it was long time ago, could do make anything with her hands, from paper plane to winter coat in less than a day. She is still doing it. Every day, we had classes she would ask us to do something for the next day, and I would stay up all night making a dress or knitting a scarf and then in the morning go to school. At first, I was sleeping on my desk for an hour, but after a while it didn't bother me. Even now, I could stay up all night, and be fine the next day. Nights now are my time. We used to make so much stuff, we never were bored, everyday we would think about new project, cut some blankets, blinds, table cloth. I cut so much stuff, my mom still remembers...
