Have you ever looked at your
hands?
Or caught them
peripherally while doing something else? There, see your nails? The little things
added on as afterthoughts to your fingers, by the looks of it, and yet they are
tools we cannot do without. We do so much with them. They can be scissors,
files, tweezers, sandpaper, devices of torture … and they are able to pick out
tasty morsels from the wrapped meal you just bought at the local deli.
These tales
are like that.
The bit at the
end of a bigger story, or the beginning of something larger, sometimes
colourful, other times plain, sometimes flaking. Sometimes broken, other times
perfect. Sometimes dirty, other times trimmed.
We may think
of nails as an afterthought, but they do define us in a way we cannot explain.
Some of us spend hours keeping them in great shape; others among us give them
only spurious attention.
A bit like
these tales.
Some will grab
you, some not, some are like sandpaper to your life, while others may cut you
or squeeze your heart. Others are those tasty morsels.
Welcome to the
afterthought realm of ‘FingerNale Tales’.
Enjoy.
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