There's something primal about pulling out a splinter.
An all consuming activity that while is not necessary for survival,
represents a reminder that the natural world is still frought with danger.
All other activities must cease,
the pulling of the splinter is the most crucial action of the moment.
Meditative, surgical, satisfying.
Perhaps it reminds us of picking lice,
it is an activity of ultimate self care,
one that has been around as long as human beings
have been walking upright and picking up things made out of wood.
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