They say our hands are forgetting their genetic purpose of being hands, that we have automated so much and put such distance between us and the survival necessity of touch and expression that our hands are almost atrophying in their ability to help us live full, rich lives. So, with that in mind, I get excited when I see hands being hands, like these I caught on public transportation the other day. There’s just something about them, the raw emotion. I take a lot of “hands” photos. I’ll try to share some more with you soon.