My glasses kept sliding down my nose, so I went to an optical shop with my wife. I asked the staff to adjust the frames. He did a great job and they fit my face comfortably. I could focus easily and felt like my vision became clearer. I was happy with the change.
“I wear progressive lenses. It is more difficult to see a desktop monitor than a laptop screen. My right eye is stronger than my left. My eyes are getting older.” She didn’t seem very interested in my complaints even though we were growing old together.
Then we went to a ramen shop. She ate spicy ramen loaded with crushed garlic. I didn’t like it. Driving back home, there was nothing to talk about. I stared down at my phone screen while she was driving. I knew she hated it. When we got home and opened the door, our dog ran up to me. He was waiting for his dinner. He knew what he wanted. I felt like my vision became blurry again, like usual. I wanted something clear. I wanted to make something clear. After all, nothing had changed.
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