Tuesday, December 21, 2010
The Back of My Hand
I can say with all certainty that I've used the expression " I know it like the back of my hand."
But the problem now is that I realize I don't really know the back of my hand anymore.
Seriously.
The back of my hand, well both of them, are completely different from the last time i remember knowing them.
My right hand used to be just skin, no beauty marks or moles.
But now, there is a mole. A noticeable one.
Then take my left hand, it used to have a smallest little beauty mark on it, in fact, that little beauty mark was the way I used to be to tell my left from my right when I was really little. I would look down at my left hand and know "aha, this is my left!"
But now, that little beauty mark is gone. It's just not there and a different one has emerged on my left hand in a totally different place.
WTF?!?!?
So, I don't know my hands anymore.
They look fine, pretty even and they work pretty well but I don;t know if I'd recognize them in a hand line up.
But the problem now is that I realize I don't really know the back of my hand anymore.
Seriously.
The back of my hand, well both of them, are completely different from the last time i remember knowing them.
My right hand used to be just skin, no beauty marks or moles.
But now, there is a mole. A noticeable one.
Then take my left hand, it used to have a smallest little beauty mark on it, in fact, that little beauty mark was the way I used to be to tell my left from my right when I was really little. I would look down at my left hand and know "aha, this is my left!"
But now, that little beauty mark is gone. It's just not there and a different one has emerged on my left hand in a totally different place.
WTF?!?!?
So, I don't know my hands anymore.
They look fine, pretty even and they work pretty well but I don;t know if I'd recognize them in a hand line up.


