I have little scratch marks all over my hands and arms – I bruise easily, so it doesn’t help.
I’m not really clumsy – at least I don’t see myself as a clumsy person. Let’s just say that I’m always rushing so I bump into things all the time.
Sometimes I would ever wake up with a new graze – I used to have one across one of my tattoo and I remember thinking it had been a way for my body to say « I take it back », metaphorically though (I wouldn’t take them back, not that it is possible anyway).
I just don’t take the time to avoid obstacles. I run into inanimate objects when I forget it’s there and I end up with more marks than I should have.
I always have to remind myself to slow down, that there’s not rush (there usually is one because I’m always late).
So I’m trying to find ways to trick my mind – force myself to get to sleep, speak another language, play music a little louder.
Going down some imaginary path.
God, I’m scared, like, all. the. time.
