"It's gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright) sunshiny day."

Walking home from the optometrist today I changed course and hung a quick left at Pereira to head for Albertson's. Just because I could see. It felt a bit silly to be so awestruck by contact lenses--not exactly a new technology--but I've never had them, so it was a big deal. I could see, and there was no sliding a frame back up my nose, no sweating on and then wiping off the lens. Just walking to the supermarket, seeing things, stupidly amazed.

It occurred to me at some point that I've become more timid as my vision has worsened. This is actually good news, as lately I've found myself worrying that graduate school is ruining my personality. As it turns out, it's only ruining my vision.