Ming sheng road, 1:00 pm

In Feeling of the moment, Writing on 2012/04/12 at 04:31

Doors and windows are slightly rounded, as if seen through a fish eye lenses, straight lines are scewed and the whole world sort of wobbles as i walk, a wave traversing through asphalt, concrete glass and steel with every movement of my head. It is somewhat like being drunk but not that warm fuzzy state that gets you talking and dancing, no its more like that cold, nauseous stage of drunkenness when you just want to get home and sleep. Yet I haven’t touched an intoxicating substance for two weeks, instead it is my glasses that affect me thusly.  I am not used to wearing them and with this, I am not likely to ever get used to it. I stumble up the stairs, fumble with my keys which now seem small and far away in my hand, to open the lock and sit down in front of the TV. If I don’t move my head I am able to watch TV without much trouble but that is too big of a handicap to cope with; something must be done to ensure I never have to wear these infernal spectacles again.

  1. Haha, this one was fantastic 🙂 Keep writing, man.

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