I already knew more or less that "the only handicap is a bad attitude" but yet and to my great joy I recently learned that imposed restrictions can be a source of great satisfaction.
This is wat happened:
some weeks ago I had a motorcycle accident, broke my right wrist and was sentenced to six weeks of plaster.
Since that that fateful day I write my shopping lists mirrored (like Leonardo used to do!), I found out how to peel oranges with one hand and finally managed to cut down my charcoal drawings to the essence.
Eureka, eureka, eureka!