To See or Not to See
I was sixteen when I
learned that trees had individual leaves; at least, ones visible from more
than a few feet away. I literally
gasped in wonder when I put on my first pair of glasses and watched wide blobs
of green become defined, distinct, individual shapes that waved and
fluttered in the wind. Having been
nearsighted since childhood, I'd grown up unaware that the world was anything
other than one huge, smeary blur.
In an
instant my faulty perception changed....
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