Saturday, July 11, 2009

#50 Sex and Violence?

I have tried to follow the thread from one post to the next, so fittingly after death there has been some time for the body that is the Cookbook to cool down.

Recently I injured my thumb in my sleep. Maybe it was just hyperextended though some of my cruder friends would like to tell you another story. My recovery started with two advil, and soon moved to athlete's tape. The next day I found an old orange band with metal clips that could be wound around the thumb to keep it rigid, and still it moved too much for comfort. Two more days of discomfort later I purchased an ACE BRAND thumb immobilizer and life isn't the same.

Now even in the trickiest moments when my left thumb would have fluttered toward the spacebar it is completely controlled by the hard fibers of the immobilizer. Two velcro straps allow me to tighten retighten and loosen the grip on my purpling thumb. I find myself wearing driving glasses and the thumb immobilizer and thinking "I have too many accessories," but I'm allowed right? I mean, who has a thumb immobilizer?

Yesterday in the pouring rain I tried to pay a parking meter with a wet five dollar bill. Noticing the immobilizer (how else!?) a man offered his assistance giving me a fresh bill to insert into the machine. I continued by inserting it backwards, which it spit out, unceremoniously swiping my debit card and telling the unmanned machine "thank you" while muttering to myself. In my own words, "I was a wreck."

WRECK: when mind spirit and body are unaligned to cause the slightest bit of underappreciation for life. Rarely am I not a wreck, and there are times of more wrecking, for sure. Like now. Currently I am a wreck including but not limited to these reasons:
1. I am alone in a house at a time when I would not like to be alone in a house
2. My immobilizer is a little too tight
3. There is no music currently playing
4. A man I have grown very fond of is very far away from me
5. I have a dream and the tools but not the will or the energy

How are you a wreck?

The immobilizer twitches, the thumb has become the pointer finger, it leads to bed.

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