Observation

My thumb has aplomb. I would date my thumb. S/he is a friendly uncle, expressing wisdombly chagrin with a crooked smile—amused with the world (though never condescending), peaceful and pleased, jaunty-not-cocky, happy to share and listen, never to judge, yet never to be taken in—a Buddha of a thumb, with a healthy pink glow and a friendly demeanor. My thumb is at ease with the world: learning, listening, complete.