I’m having my first phantom pains in my once-broken right hand.
I think it’s one of those physical manifestations of mental/emotional distress, though I forget the actual word for that phenomena.
I’m feeling sad and lonely and worried, so my old broken hand is back to remind me of my old broken heart.
Also maybe none of these things are true. My hand might be aching because it’s been cold and rainy and the doctor said that I could occasionally feel arthritis in that hand whenever the weather changes.
I don’t usually post about feelings on here because Spencer’s crazy ex still checks my blog, and I’m sure she relishes any sign of unhappiness, but it’s not like I can post about being bummed out on Facebook because everyone will immediately be like “Shut up and be happy! You’re in New York now!”
- us government: *accidentally likes your pic from 2009*
"My daily use of technological communication has been shaping me into someone more likely to forget others. The flow of water carves rock, a little bit at a time. And our personhood is carved, too, by the flow of our habits."