Switching up the lyric I couldn't quite get behind the other day, I can get behind this: Everything is messy and convoluted, and that is beautiful. Or entertaining, anyway, since the novelty's not worn off. Novelty being a good thing, sometimes.
Not to BS too. I do basically want my glasses to be functional assistants to everyday vision, rather than poetically appropos characterizers of reality. But they really did pick me up tonight. There I'd been, leaving the office feeling all morose & dishelvelled (I can't see well enough to look that up---is that a word?) & in a bit of a funk, trying to get past it or through it or something, but thinking maybe it wasn't even the time to pick up my specs. And then I hadn't had them five minutes before the goofy fun set in. House of mirrors, roller coaster, elements of style big-time. How I managed to enjoy it I wish I knew. It's easy to forget, when you're enjoying, how hard it can be to enjoy. And it's easy to forget, when you're not enjoying, how easy it can be to enjoy.
Just to be facile in yet another offhand way.
Had a drink on Main w/E & O (E just got a great internship for a big hunk of next year) and then went w/BFD to Ikea, which was a great visual environment for this trippy whoa-wooooo lens thing. Lots of things in rows and columns, and patterns, and contrasting colors, with a great variety of focal distances to choose from to aim at. We also sat next to a big glass window looking down over the parking lot, for more good visuals. Playing with my eyeballs may have made me a less absorbed conversational partner than usual. But it was hard, even given the good talk of a sort I enjoy a lot, to stop breaking out in lens tripping.
Now this computer thing is going to be a challenge. I'm already thinking of aabassplayer's computer-distance-only glasses, and wondering whether some such might behoove. But basically what I'd like to report to ya'll from a first night with multi-focals is this: I'm not nauseous yet, or headachey, and in the "real" world they're actually kind of fun.
It's the right honeydew, btw, I found out today. With the area of concern. In case you were wondering. Doesn't seem to me any different from its sisterly melon. Though I haven't yet investigated with any great effort.
Here's to a more engaged tomorrow. In all its nauseating dizzy trippy headache fluidity.