Walked to work again today. Tromp. Tromp. Tromp. Black and Red Kung-Fu Shoes (you know, the ones that say, “Happy Monkey” on the back) freeway on my right, parked cars on the left, and a sliver of cement between.
I stopped wearing glasses on March 30. I see clear images surrounded by large blurry halos. Sometimes, these blurs obscure the original image, so I only catch glimpses. The stray co-worker is made uncomfortable by the distance between my face and monitor.