Getting older

It’s more appealing than the alternative. Well, you made it to 46. Amazing vision your entire life. You could see individual leaves on trees from hundreds of feet away when you were younger. Not sure when the last vision test was, but it just for fun sometime around 15 years ago. 20/13 vision. Despite the damage to the tear ducts from that old accident from when you got your face ripped off, dry eye when you left a movie theater wasn’t too bad.

Not sure when things started not looking as crisp. Just remember when you started to notice. Deployment and you were marking machines. The tiny numbers 34 and 41 looked alike. Seriously tiny numbers. Like no one would have an easy time trying to discern them. But for once you certainly didn’t either.

Avoided worrying about it as best you could. But you needed to see if there was something wrong. And so you went into the eye doctor for the first time since all those trips to check out the damage that had to heal back in the late 80s.

You took the vision test and the doc diagnosed you with a case of A.G.E. It’s a good thing that you enjoyed having amazing vision because now, it’s plain old “good” 20/20 vision.

Could always be worse. In a different world, He didn’t make you blink in that split second and you don’t have a right eye. Well, either Him or ‘wow what a coincidence…’ 😂

Whatever. Plenty of eyedrops because the tear gland is actually getting worse. And three pairs of reading glasses, with blue light filters… magnification 1x.

It sucks how useful they are.

Maybe it will make dating easier.

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