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Ever since I started to lose my eyesight, at the tender age of 9, I have tried to cherish and remember every sight I see...

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How much is there to understand???

I thought about this tomorrow…go to work have a long day, but not necessarily a bad one. Come home kiss my boo, have hot wings with mozzarella sticks (that I have kind of been craving all week), and maybe watch the new fast and the furious movie.

Tomorrow seems kind of ambitious, but gosh it also seems so simplistic. On the other finger, I thought about this on the 32nd (or today)…awaken, maybe fall and half way kill myself trying to get to the bathroom, shower, dress and discover I left my pants in the car, get to my internship, ask a passing truck to splash me with rain before I cross the street (LOL wet shoes are squishy), discover that I only have a hand full of Cheez-its left for my breakfast (should have made that bagel), and partially lose my voice trying fiercely to teach the senior aerobics class.

Water Break…

Lunchtime comes with 2 minutes and 30 seconds on the nuke machine, after patiently waiting I almost swallow a glorious frozen but freshly 5,000 degrees mini cheese pizza (it burned a little), then I played the apply for jobs and wait for my clients on a rainy day game (one cancelled the other never came…bummer). Then I ran/walked to my semi-flooded car, drove home listening to the aggravating radio, got home kissed my boo, hopped in the shower to wash away the cold, and try to sooth my muscle spirits as the warm water did its best job at making the tingle go away.

Water Break…(take two….and…action)

30 seconds before now, I thought…I need to stop crying before I get out of the car because I have to be on time for work and not just sitting here. I thought about how not only is this medication almost done (thank the lord…cuz it has been driving me nuts) but so is this sinus thing, this weight loss prodigy, and maybe even my hopes and dreams of graduation. I thought about my concerns and how they were just spilling over the sides of my pot (all sloppy like…almost starting a fire). I tolerably felt like I went blind and I couldn’t figure out what was going on or what I was going to do. *Sigh* My mind makes me scattered and confused, but when I LISTEN to my soul I can hear every sound.