Tonight, as I was viewing some of the blogs I visit regularly, I realized that something's been missing....I've not been reading books lately! It's not because I've forgotten how to read. It's not because I no longer like books. It's not because I do not recall how to turn pages. It's not because I've read all the books that are worth reading. Why is it?
It's because my #@**!ing eyesight is so #@**!ing bad! I broke my best pair of glasses several weeks ago and have been reduced to wearing the gnarled old pair that almost blinded me a couple of years ago, thanks to the fact that their prescription is so bad. I've had precious little time to visit the ophthalmologist to get a new prescription, so I've been struggling, just getting by. I can see well enough to drive...my vision in the vehicle is perfectly fine. But I have to take off my glasses, shut one eye, and bring the book up very, very close to my open eye to read. It's more trouble than it's worth. Almost.
A new vow: Next week, I shall make an appointment to have my eyes examined, select a new and obscenely expensive set of frames (or...maybe I will get contacts for the first time in my life!), and wait until the miracles of modern technology arrive to enable me to function again.
In the interim, I'm going to use the fuzziness of my vision to try to see leprechauns in the morning mist as I go outdoors to assess the value of the day. I've always thought I could see things hidden from the rest of the world by simply removing my glasses, opening my mind, and allowing my imagination to turn the shapeless blurs that my eyes send to my brain into something magical and remarkable. I still view clouds that way. They twist and turn and become images that others cannot seem to see. But I see those odd shapes and they become alive. All this makes me want to find a soft, grassy hill and lay down, face to the sky, and let my imagination run away with me.
This appears to be turning into stream of consciousness blogging. I've not taken mind-altering drugs today. I promise.
1 comment:
In summer, in the early evening, we often see massive cloud formations that look like rose-tinted mountain ranges or fantastic castles. I always wish that I could travel to walk among them. I often "see things" in unexpected places. There's a particular tree along the trail that I walk here at the farm a couple of times a day -- it's just a small poplar, but it has a patch of scarred bark that looks so much like a Gray Treefrog, that it gives me a suprise at least a couple of times a week even though I know it's there. As for your eyes - yes, make some time to get some new glasses!
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