The worst part about my sweltering room is my contact lenses. I sit here on my bed and write. Because that's what I do. I have a high velocity super fan blowing upon me. I am quite blind. Like...absolutely can not function without glasses or contacts. The wind causes my eyes to get dry, which causes me to blink frequently. This overly frequent blinking and squinting causes me to become irritable and fussy.
I hate my eyes. I want new ones.
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I want new ones too. (I'm blind as an old bat) But then they'd be just brown instead of green, which I really really like. Sigh...can't have everything. Try turning your back on the fans.
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