Two Sundays ago, I fractured my big toe. It’s slowed me down quite a bit. Now I find myself looking at a shelf in the living room and asking myself: “Am I ever going to get that costume piece done?” Two shelves below, there are a pair of anvils. I find myself asking, “Am I even interested in getting back to blacksmithing?” Next to me is a sewing machine a friend gave me. I don’t even know when I’ll get around to learning how to use it. It’s times like this when you really have to sit down and look at all the little things you’ve accumulated, sift through the dreams that brought them to you, and decide what to hold on to and what to let go of.