Tip, tap, tapping away.... No, it's not the sound of my keyboard as I type away at the keys; my neat little fingernails are drumming away on my desk... and my marble table top... and more. I'm subconsciously tapping my fingernails in all sorts of rhythms as I think, think, think through my workday. Over and over, and repeatedly, as you gaze away at the movement of my fingers, the sound of my fingernails on every surface with a different sound, and the sight of my slender hands and wrists moving rhythmically.

xoxo
Tara