or maybe it was the astigmatism that did it, don't know the difference really. but my story involves mtv and those televisions in public where you see the images but do not hear the sounds.
a little bit of history. always had glasses (not comfortable using the word spectacles, so glasses). glasses were to me as braces were to my sister. they made us freaks really when we were kids. freak is a harsh word, exaggerated in this context, but the only other word that i think could replace freak here would be queer; freak it is. kaye would warn me of the pains of having braces and i'd do the same with the glasses.
when the enemy is genetics one is bound to lose. kaye did have the headaches and needed to wear glasses. i began looking like a vampire and had to get braces (genetics is my excuse). the point was the eye problem. serious eye problem, i would technically be blind without the glasses. the last time i saw an eye doctor was more than a year ago - that ends the history part and also explains why we have this story here.
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