I take my glasses off whenever I take a picture. I take many pictures throughout the day. Can you see the problem I am facing? I need my glasses to find my glasses. It is a daily struggle. It's as though they watch me silently like a child playing hide and seek. They can see me, while I cannot see them. I hate playing games when the odds are stacked against me. They smile as they watch, because they know contacts will never be asked to join our game. Why you ask? For a very obvious and heart wrenching reason . . . they wouldn't adequately hide my wrinkles.
Thursday, January 21
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