I just burnt my knee ironing. Ouch.
I was actually quite surprised how easily my skin completely burnt off. Bizarrely, it made me think of what it must have been like on a somewhat larger and and more lethal scale for those in Hiroshima in 1945. I'm not entirely sure if I just made some sort of profound connection with a common humanity or I am just completely vain by associating a cataclysmic event with a minor domestic accident.
Tomorrow I shall do some hoovering which hopefully won't remind me of the Rwandan genocide.
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