Technically it's on my wrist (stamped) but not in my hand. For whatever reason, I just like this picture. There's something unforgettable about it when I took this photo months ago. It's one of the fondest memories I had particularly that slit on my thumb which left a minute scar in my heart as well. I didn't thought it could get worst. It usually happens retrospectively, but it happens eventually. Silly little things that remind me of that day. Thinking about this now is dragging a smile across my lips and an explainable hurt that’s almost exponential. A test of optimism. How optimistic can I be? I hope this counts for something. :)
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