If you want to breathe, then start by giving some air to others.
Took the kids to the zoo where I realised that my eyes have gone south. Couldn’t really see the leopard’s spots. It wasn’t a metaphor for anything, the animal’s coat was just a little hazy.
The optometrist said that’s probably why the pictures are getting bigger, the colours brighter and the lines are more defined. Great I thought, perhaps I should paint wild forests along the embankment on the highway. Or something blatant and sexy on the side of a building, like everyone else.
That morning when I fed the dog, I missed her bowl. If a dog has spent its whole life eating from a bowl it won’t just eat off the ground. Well mine won’t anyway. It’s got standards.
So until I get the new glasses, driving’s going to be a challenge. You can’t rely on people for lifts. Friends are like cars — they come and go. Or maybe cars are like friends — they come and go. Either way, with poor eyesight you need to make more time for arrangements; you need to prepare for taxis who cancel rides at the last minute. You need patience.
On every highway there’s a junction where cars gradually come together and carry on in the same direction. There’s always a moment where you don’t know whether you should speed up, or slow down and graciously let the other person go first.
It becomes a real shit show when you both start haggling for the same space. Be kind. If you want to breathe, then start by giving some air to others.