...That my conscious foolishness is exceeded only by my unconscious insanity: While sleeping last night, I decided to tear open the blister on my left index finger. When I woke up immediately afterward, it didn't feel too bad, but by the time I got up, it looked kind of raw and nasty underneath.
And it's not exactly comfortable, either...
In its own special way, this is probably even more daft than that time I woke up smacking my head against the pillow and found I'd given myself a bleeding nose, many years ago. No blood with this, but... what kind of fuckwit tears open a burn blister?
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