Day 219 via /r/gratitude

I don’t really feel like being poetic or clever. In fact I’m not even in the mood to be grateful about anything that happened today. But for some reason, when I asked myself to come up with something to write about today, the first real thing I thought of that I even cared enough about to write was my fingers. So today that’s what I’m grateful for, my fingers.

Thank you fingers. I know how hard you work, and how tirelessly you keep going. It’s almost 100% autonomous. I wish my brain was so inclined. I wish I felt better about myself. I’m in a rut, I just can’t get mind to be as selfless as my fingers.