It feels like I can't talk to my right hand anymore. That it's socially accepted by my body to be an obscene gesture to look at or even think about my right hand. That while it's still a functioning member of my body, it's separated. I used to be "Garrett with his right hand" but now I'm just "Garrett." There's no attachment, there's no use- just myself. I just wonder if my right hand thinks about me as often as I do. We can't be this close and be so far apart. Can we?