The end game is great vision but I’m weeks away from that.  So suck it up, Bruce, as the body has its reactions.

Yesterday was a tapestry of things not working.  At various times, it stuck out its tongue at me in these ways: dizziness, nausea, difficulty swallowing, constipation, exhaustion.  Oh well.

My favourite was how I walked on the streets and at home.  When there were lots of people out and about, I often brushed against them.  “Sorry!”  Plus doorjambs and walls became close acquaintances.  I kept miscalculating the distance between me and the world.

And I’d waver down the street.  Guess I’ve never been a straight-line guy.  Makes me wonder if folks thought I was drunk.

My current remedy for the woes of the eyes and other body parts is hanging out in dark rooms with my eyes closed.  Meditative for awhile … and then boring.

Okay

On I go into the future

Soon I’ll be able to see you very well