August 30, 2013
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Mm. A little, selfish place inside me wishes I had known about the anxiety beforehand. But then I think that would not have deterred me if I had known. So. It does not matter. (It matters.)
I got my glasses today. The last time I wore glasses, I was maybe eleven or twelve. It is disorienting. I am going to have to wear them a little at a time before I can make them a regular addition to my face. My brain cannot handle the distortion of its usual efforts to see clearly.
Gah.
Just. No. Not even working right now.
Listening to the Portal song, then reading. Then bed.
