When the carpet knife cut into my thigh I didn’t think that I would need stitches the next day. I almost didn’t feel it, I guess that’s the benefit of a sharp blade… I noticed it only after a while because my right leg was getting warm in a really weird way. When I took off my jeans I saw that the blood had run down my entire leg and was only stopped by my sock, which was getting a nice burgundy recoloring.
Thank you for this framework of thinking! It outs the mind a state of thankfulness vs negativity...love it!