Hello. Sitting here about to get to work with my scraped top left index finger. The top layer of skin shaved off and I don't even remember what I was doing. That is how my life is I guess I am always doing something whether it be art, garden or store, I've always been cut although I have decent hands when they are cared for I do love them. But not having cuts to deal with, that would be something.
I still don't remember what I was doing. And I've noticed that I drift when typing so I leave out the main part of a story and skip to the end. Details.
Maybe I can interpret that to mean that I am to fast (in the head) for my typing? OK.
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