I keep waiting to just wake up one day and be like "So, I can see. What's the big deal?"
But it hasn't happened yet. I still wake up every morning and am amazed at the way I can see. I can't get over how pretty the world is. And not just the actual pretty parts- I ride past the ghetto on my commute and can't get over how detailed everything is.
My new favorite things are trees. I can seriously stare at them for hours. I got lost in the intricacies of the bark. I feel like I am on drugs where you can just sit and stare at your hand for an hour. Except I feel that way about the whole world.
This rocks!
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