Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Glasses
When I was 8 years old, I desperately wanted eyeglasses. I complained to my parents that I was having trouble seeing so they took me to the optometrist. I was able to swindle a prescription and had a pair of my fathers old glasses fitted with my new lenses. Recently I was complaining that I was having more and more trouble with my vision, and my prescription wasn't cutting it. This Sunday I opened a cabinet at my parents house to find a dish and saw the glasses from my childhood. I tried them on...perfect.
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