Friday, October 07, 2005

You don't know what you got...

The old adage is true: you never appreciate the daily usefulness of the middle finger of your left hand until it is partially immobilised under sticky-plaster and hurts when you touch it after an incident with a vicious piece of furniture.

Only now have I realised that my injured finger, when uninjured, had many more uses than performing salutes to contemptuous authority figures. I will never again take for granted its untiring service in the forgotten struggles of my life.


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