I just broke my best glasses. First reaction: AHHH NO NO NO NO DAMN IT NO NO NO!!!! Second reaction: "This is what's supposed to happen, this is what's supposed to happen......" Okay, I need to play with this:
I broke my glass, I cannot see
I wonder how the world sees me?
Without my glass, my books lay stilled -
my brain is waiting to be filled.
And now I know just how it feels
without my glass to grease the wheels!
Okay, it could be worse, I could've .... I could've ..... okay, what? This is awful, I can't see a dern thing. Look how life plays with us, how things occur that just twist and turn us in the wind. I'm off to the optometrist, unplanned and unwanted, but... that's life. I'll take it.