U is for Unclench My Fist, Beloved
See, it's this way, Beloved. I can't do it. I try. I really do. But I'm like a raccoon that has stuck it's paw in a trap to grab some shiny thing. The shiny thing is in my fist but now I can't pull my hand out of the trap. The more I pull, the more I hurt myself. If I unclench my fist, I could pull