My Right Thumb Nail

I bite my nails. Missy says I sometimes bite my nails so low if a camera took a picture of just my hands, people would identify them as frodo baggins hands. Its probably true. Anyways.

I would say.... mid May. I wanted to open my bathroom window. I was standing on the edge of the tub trying to find proper leverage to open the window. It wouldnt budge, so I positioned my right hand on the edge of the sliding side of the window, and used my left hand to pull from the closed end..(i hope that makes sense) I gave it a tug and IT WORKED! only the force smashed my right hand into the wall. My right thumb got the worst of it. Right at the cuticle, it began to bleed.

"Uh... my nail is going to fall off. Im not going to have a thumb in New Jersey. Brian is going to think i did this on purpose. Or i have some disease that effects only my thumb." 

I got over it.

It stopped bleeding and pulsating and moved on.

It started healing like a week before i left to new jersey. It had one of those like nail bruises where its white you know? but it also had like, blood underneath the nail. It looked weird, but my thumb was securely on my thumb.

"Cool." 

I went through the whole summer with this thumb nail. Looking at the blood and the white spot gradually moving its way towards the top of the nail. It was like an infected friend. Always there to look at me when i looked at it.

Right now. Im sitting here typing with only my computer light, and I've stopped to look at this one tiny dark dot left at the very tip of the thumb nail. One last drop of gross dried blood that has seen every day of this summer.

Its ready to be bitten off. I could do it right now. It's on like an edge, you know where its like, pointing a little bit and when you rub your index finger on it its just like, uh that shouldnt be there. But I havent yet.

This thumb nail and I have done a lot this summer! This summer was honestly probably the most memorable summer of my life so far. Thats not even a joke people.

So. Much. Happened. Its insane how much you do not even know happened.

But it was amazing. So many great memories and times and man. It was such a great summer.

AND THE ONLY PHYSICAL ATTACHMENT LEFT IS THIS LITTLE DOT ON MY THUMB! 

Sure. Pictures and such, those help, maybe write a few things down in my Journal or something. But this dot saw it all. And soon I'm going to just bite it off. 

I guess its ready. I mean its probably waiting to join all the other bits of gross blood and white dots. It misses them Im sure.... they all end up in the same place right?...they better.

Maybe I'll take a picture tomorrow before its finished. Just to document my little gross bloody friend.

I guess my other fingernails feel bad that im like leaving them out. I guess the very tips of all of my fingers have seen the exact same things as the gross little blood dot. None of them have marks though so how can i be sure... Do all fingernails grow at the exact same rate? I dont know if they do because im always biting one fingernail one day, then a different one a different day....Wow who freaking knows. 

Anyways, this one is to you little gross dot of blood. You had a great summer. You saw it all. You kept quiet, and you kept it to yourself. 

hahaha