10 September 2019

Och Me Poor Hands

Almost, but not quite, to busted knuckles.

I don't remember my fingers ever swelling like this wrenching before.

Cuts, scrapes bruises and blisters.

Muscles ache where I'd forgotten I had muscles.

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