i seem to have cut my finger without noticing, and now there's blood 
everywhere. i don't think i've ever done that before. like, i spent five
 minutes trying to figure out where the blood was coming from, and it 
just kept coming. i thought it was my nose. i thought i was going crazy,
 or having some kind of stigmata event or something.
i 
must have cut it when i was making lunch. i washed some strawberries and
 let them dry in the sink. then i made a smoothie and a tomato sandwich,
 and went and watched the beginning of greenwald v. dershowitz while i 
was eating. i then put the dishes in the other side of the sink and 
picked up the paper towels from the top of the fridge to rip two sheets 
off to dry the strawberries. i find they keep best if you get the excess
 moisture off of them and then transfer them to tupperware, so i lightly
 dry them in the paper towel. i then did the dishes, and went back to 
get another paper towel sheet to wipe a sneeze off the floor and noticed
 the roll was full of blood. it looked downright grizzly, soaked in 
through a few sheets. i thought it must be something other than blood, 
but hadn't yet decided on if it was most likely to be tomato juice or 
hot sauce or strawberry juice...i mean, i *knew* it was blood, but it 
didn't make sense that it was blood, so it must have been something 
else, and it would be determined in time.
so, i went 
into the bathroom to get some toilet paper to blow my nose and there's 
blood on the toilet paper roll, too. now, i'm freaking out. checked my 
nose. no. was there somebody in here? is it just spontaneously 
appearing? did i get bit by something? am i seriously hurt, but in shock
 and can't tell? getting paranoid...
....but then i realized it was my finger, after checking over my hand several times.
i couldn't feel it at all. bizarre.
BUT
that also means my guitar calluses are back where they belong. which is good news.
i
 don't think it was deep. it only took a minute to clot with pressure 
applied, and there isn't even a scab. but, that was an unsettling 
experience, to say the least.
i must have been bleeding for a good ten-twenty minutes, but i can't find a trail, either, oddly.