While I was learning sign language in college, I practiced fingerspelling by spelling out my thoughts, letter by letter, any time my mind was drifting. The habit became so ingrained that I still do it now, like when I’m shopping or driving. I noticed that I was fingerspelling during the drive to Sturbridge on Saturday, but I’m not actually sure what I was spelling. I tried to retrace my “finger steps.” I think there might have been a T, an R, and an A. TRAFFIC? Anyway, it’s a harmless habit, at least as long as no one can see what I’m spelling, but it is scary to think that I’m spelling things of which I’m not fully conscious. I’m spilling my guts through my fingers! Isn’t that weird?
TAHA!