I woke up this morning with tired eyes. It was a combination of light sensitivity and the scratchiness that comes when I wear my contact lenses too long. I got plenty of sleep last night, but it's not surprising that my eyes are tired. I'm still doing lots of staring into a computer screen, still doing stitching by hand, all the things which can leave me tired.
I also spent time this morning looking at real estate listings in the Columbia (SC) area. Why would I do that? We have no plans to move, and we will not sell this mountain house, even if one of us found a job elsewhere. But my eyes were tired before getting sucked down that rabbit hole.
Here's the thing--it's rare to wake up with tired eyes after getting plenty of sleep. So of course, I wonder if maybe this is the start of something new. How would my life change if I needed to give myself more time to wake up, the way much of the rest of the world needs to have more time?
I realize my tired eyes are just a blip, that a month from now I won't even remember that I woke up on a June day with eyes that didn't want to focus.
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