picking up and trying again
in which the author attempts to see clearly, in more ways than one.
I got my new glasses this afternoon — I can see again! — and then met with my therapist. It took a lot of energy to go today, and there’s a small chance that I might not’ve done it if I hadn’t had to pick up my glasses.
But as usual, I’m glad I did.
And as a small bonus, I discovered that there’s a back path from the medical center to my favorite local trail. Yay!
