Hand to Mouth

Sometimes it’s hard to find the words to express something. Or sometimes there’s so much to say it feels like you should rush to get it all out. I think I move my hands more in both cases, turning my palms up to juggle imaginary balls or trying to turn a large dial that isn’t there.

It’s one thing to have a casual conversation, but it seems like more of the body gets more involved when things get interesting or difficult to describe. It’s like we want to try to grasp it physically with our hands—to take it apart, spread it out, turn the pieces over.

Like it would somehow be more efficient, more expressive if we could just take hold of it and let our hands tell our mouths what to say.