CHLORINE VISION (# 74,941)

I’m no typist. I use two fingers, four if I’m feeling cocky. Tonight I’m anything but cocky. My prime typing fingers are sodden in chlorine - I’m not preserving corpses, I just went swimming today with my daughter. It’s late and I’ve rubbed my tired eyes. They now sting so bad I’m closing them every 3 seconds to try and re-lubricate them. Maybe i should try onions. The open/shut effect is a strobe screen. Or the first day after laser surgery, so I’m told. So my blurred point is this. Save yourself a grand. Go swimming. Take the pain. See like a hawk come the morning. Sleep well and don’t forget to stare at that dream.

February 14, 2010
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