Filed under: I have a ... beautiful life
A person’s hands seem to be one the most attractive parts of the human body. At least in my eyes they are. It’s just something about a person’s hands that say/do so much. It’s the gateway to so many other things.
Someone holds your hand. They hold you close. Keep you warm. They run their hand(s) through your hair. They may even tickle you to see you smile and laugh. They would trace your skin down your arm, waiting for you to wake up on the bright sunny morning you seem to find yourselves in. Then your hands would interlock. Maybe they would massage your back after a long day of doing absolutely nothing. They might just walk up behind you surprisingly and cover your eyes in that cute goofy way people seem to do in the movies.
Maybe that’s why I find hands so beautiful, or so appealing in a sense. The possibilities seem endless as to what you can do with your hands.
Now, I really should stop with my nonsense. Merry Christmas, guys!