The Ring

This is all quite, quite strange.

Sometime last week (most likely on Wednesday), in a sort of waking state, Anna's image popped up. And the most salient part(s) of her image - or maybe of the memory of her image - was the silver band she wore on her left thumb (together with the silver Celtic-knot ring on her right ring finger, and the silver cuff high up on her left ear). That led to my spending the rest of the day obsessed with rings - well, more precisely, a ring: The Ring - and the inexplicable and almost-overwhelming compulsion to buy myself a thumb ring. (Which I didn't give in to.)

Today, the same compulsion hit me again: I have to get a ring - The Ring - as soon as possible.

The only problem is, it isn't Anna's silver band that I want. I have entirely no idea which/what ring The Ring would be, only that It has to be silver, and that I will know It when I see It.

I read up on the significance of wearing a ring on the thumb, and all the articles I came upon concurred that it denotes willpower, independence, and freedom (although one article did mention that wearing rings on the left hand is thought to be for adornment purposes only) ... and I'm the last person - dead or alive - who can claim to possess any of those three qualities.

Hey, maybe The Ring will bring ...