I'm wearing two different gloves this winter. I lost a mitten somewhere out there, out in the infinite frozen timelessness that is Ohio in February, and haven't gotten around to buying a new pair. So it just happened that I found a replacement glove and I now wear that.
As you can see, the mitten is bigger than the new glove, so I look a bit unbalanced, like a fiddler crab. I was embarrassed at first, and I hid my shame. Not anymore, though. I realized that we're all different and unique, and that's what makes us special.
Fiddler crabs are here.
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