While trolling the interwebs, I came across this picture today:
(from dooce.com)
I immediately liked it, because it reminded me of being a (blind as a bat) kid at Christmas time. I remember standing out in the street looking at the house after the lights had all been put up, or sitting in the darkened front room with the decorated tree all lit up, and I'd slip my glasses down my nose and enjoy the lights. I thought I was so much luckier that people with good eyesight because I could see the lights in a way they couldn't. They could only see the lights in focus, but I, I had this extra option. I could see the lights as blurry, glowing orbs, all the colors overlapping and twinkling. It was so magical.
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