Sometime this morning I smacked my knuckle on something sharp. I remember doing it, but I can’t remember what I hit it on. While I was making lunch, I discovered that my knuckle was a really astonishing array of dark purples and blacks. It’s sort of squishy, too; I must’ve busted a blood vessel in there, ’cause the *whole* knuckle is all gooshy and dark. With that much dramatic bruising, I really feel as if I should be able to remember *what* I hit myself on!
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Oh, yes! Disgustingly terrible to look at and feel and – and – and – even more awfulness!