Just here. For no reason at all whatsoever. None.
That is melancholically beautiful. It brings to mind a conversation Gran and I had (while sitting in the pub naturally) that although we think it is our eyes which see the most in our lives our hands see more and sub-consciously than even our eyes, which when you think of all our hands do makes alot of sense.
Thank you. I was thinking about the way that people can still knit, for example, (or make rugs) even when their thinking is muddled their hands remember what to do.