I recently realised that I don`t like knees. All knees, including mine. Especially because I have a scar on the right knee, from a piece of glass in which I fell when I was little (I`m still young) and it looks like a surgical scar with stitches. Maybe that`s why I don`t like wearing dresses and skirts.
Today I was looking at some pictures on a website with clothes for sale. The girls had no head instead you can see their knees. That`s when it hit me! I don`t like knees!
Oh, but how I like hands! Clean, polished nails and beautiful hands. I like to look first at hands (like others like to look at someone`s teeth). I judge people by the way they have their hands.