Nervous ticks, there are a few around here. Doodling, using pens as drumsticks, legs shaking to some silent beat, fingers scratching behind the ear so that the kzzzzks noise of the hair is loud enough to distract. The longest resident of nervous manifestations has been that I bite my nails. Can’t remember a time before I did that. This means that I bleed and I occasionally have a hard time to use the fingertips without a bit of hurt. Considering my unease of seeing my own blood, this is a slight problem.

I think I’m a natural nervous wreak.