she just needs some minor adjustments I have new eyes. Nobody told me lasik feels a bit like an alien abduction. I'm so grateful to the nicest, gentlest opthalmologist who ever was--he answered all my questions (a little too well) and calmly zapped my eyeballs better. I'm using them to read a book called "women who run with wolves". It reminded me of my friend's head--and it turned out to be one of his favorite books. I'm happy I got it right--it makes me feel like maybe I'm not just imagining when I connect with people. He's going to live in a monastery--which makes sense if you know him. I'm also using my eyes to drive. The cutest advice so far has been: "don't worry parallel parking is everyone's nemesis", "it's critical that you find the right sized keychain", "fuck that guy" (in reference to tailgater). I also have to give special mention to the absolutely adorable drive-thru lady who was encouraging about my car being a friggin mile away from the window. And I love the word do And I love how the beach always brings the beat back in everyone's circadian rhythm I love sharing mornings Some people have been really welcoming of freshly lasered, beach-energized me and some are playing catch up. I don't know if they'll catch up. But I'm on a roll now and it's so deeply good-- I don't want to wait. Everyone answered without hesitation that lasik changed them I thought maybe it was melodrama but it's true Sometimes a tiny adjustment changes everything Well in my case a tiny adjustment led to a bunch of other tiny adjustments until it became a popcorn chain frenzy of getting shit done |