and so i get up today, and get out of my place, and come back, and kinda wonder why my right hand is feeling somewhat odd.
and then i look at the palm, and there’s this huge bruise, right in the middle.
honestly, when i went to bed last night, there was none, and i did nothing to get one.
but here it is, and pretty much interfering with what i have to do this week, even if i am left-handed.
whatever i do in my sleep, it seems not to be the most peaceful of activities. (*looks at herself with a puzzled expression)
