I've been poking around some new blogs lately, and I realized something today. Most knitters--actually, I should probably say most knit bloggers--are firmly convinced that they are the dorkiest person on the planet.
I love this. We have a dorky hobby, and we love it so much we are absolute dorks about it. We are dorks when we meet famous knitters, when we run across some fabulous yarn that we can't live without, when we accomplish something that intimidated us. A kingdom of dorks--if not unashamed, then at least open about it.
We are a disparate community united by a common dorkiness.
Feeling like dorks tells me that we have a childlike joy in this. And it makes me feel good to have a hobby that can inspire that feeling--in me, and in so many other people.
Thus endeth Ann's Philosophical Musings. Go forth and be dorks.