The weird pains in my hand lately make me feel like I'm going to mutate, metamorphosize into something great. Except that it also reminds me of reading a book where a man cut his hand off as an offering to God. There is a balance, but karma doesn't work like those scales of justice, blindfolded or not.
The ring finger aches the most. It is on my left hand. I will not psychoanalyze the possibilities. The entire wrist hurts anyway.
It is a strange thing to have hurting hands. It seems like cracking the knuckles should alleviate it some, but it never does. Still I do it. What else is there?
Leaving my hand still, it twitches a bit. Tiny tremors, nothing much really. And the fingers turn into a claw, the ring finger bent sticking up higher than the others, the pinky far apart, segmented.
From carpal tunnel, the thumbs, but they are improving from yoga. I hope that something at class tonight will help my fingers. They throb as I type.
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