…need a “read more” break in them. Just because your post takes up a space that is 3x’s larger than my screen does not mean I am 3x’s more likely to read it. In fact, because you annoyed me with your 8,000+ character post I am actually 3^x (x = the number of characters over where your “read more” break should have gone) more likely to un-follow you. So please, do me and your other followers a favor, and stop polluting my screen/dashboard/time with your “extravagantly” written, excessively worded post.
So about 15 minutes ago I was deep in thought. When I’m deep in thought I tend to crack my knuckles by pressing on each of my fingers and sometimes I pull on my fingers to get the middle joints. This time was one of those times that I did both. However, because I was deep in thought I forgot that my right index finger was still healing and I pulled on it. The sensation that came from this simple, ordinary action was all but that. I could feel the looseness of the ligaments that connect the 2nd and 3rd bones. I could feel them stretch with ease that nothing other than one’s skin should stretch. I could feel the gap between those 2 bones grow as if it was something that occurred more often than a blink of the eyes. Luckily this action didn’t cause any pain. But the sensation itself made me nauseous. Even though the initial occurrence was over I couldn’t stop thinking about it. The nausea got worse and I began to shake. The memory of when I originally dislocated my finger came flooding back to me with the intensity it had when I was sitting in the emergency room at Carlisle Regional and made things 10x worse. These thoughts together rendered me immobile and all I could do was sit there and think. Think about my finger, how I hurt it, and how fragile it still was. I wish I wasn’t so squeamish. Shortly after I was able to move and I got myself some water. But I felt the need to tell someone because if I did, maybe the thoughts would leave. So I told the person who I was currently have a text message “conversation” with. No response. She must have fallen asleep. Luckily one of my good friends was on Facebook and I sent them a barrage of Facebook IM’s so large they got confused and I had to re-type everything. But doing this had the effect I had hoped. I was able to start focusing on other things. But even as I type this the thoughts linger and all I want to do is fall asleep so I can forget them. It’s amazing how such a “simple, ordinary action” can affect me so much. Ouch.
Ever have the experience where you can’t stop thinking about something/one? Yeah it’s happening to me. It makes me nervous. But in a good kinda way. The way I feel about ultimate before a tournament. But in this case I don’t know what to do. I don’t have the answers like I do when I play ultimate. Experience won’t help me here.