Maybe it\'s because I spend so long
doing it, I\'m convinced it has to be
perfect, even. I soak them in warm
water and file them when I\'m done.
But it\'s the first thing to go--
when the weeks get long
and I get tired, so tired that
I can\'t even clip my nails.
So here I am, writing as they grow
longer and longer, even by the
second but so do the days and
hours. I hate clipping my nails--
but I\'m happy when they\'re clipped.