My fingers are still a little cold from marching band today. But they can move. They can type, they can play the piano, they can write and turn pages to read. There are many things cold fingers can do. And as they do them, something happens. They warm up. A little bit of life seeps back into those bones and muscles. They start to thaw.
And if my fingers can do that, then I can too.
Just a little imagery for the mind and soul. :)
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