11 July 2019

Take That Father Time

New glasses are ordered, but the prescription is the same.

That's a relief.

Four years ago I went from denial that I was having trouble reading to bifocals in one step.

I had no basis for how fast my vision was changing once my arms stopped being long enough to read books.

What sucks for a hide-bound creature such as I is the finding of frames that I like that someone still makes.  I know exactly what I want and cannot articulate it to someone else, so there was a lot of trial and error getting a new set of frames.

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