Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Blue(?) skies, and some grass.

"You know, it's incredibly strange to look at so much of nothing. I'm looking, but I'm not sure what I'm looking at really, when there's nothing to really look at. I guess I'm looking at the fluid in my eyeballs, I'm not sure, but I can't focus on it. My eyes are incapable. It is too close."
"I've heard that those are damaged parts of your retinal rods, and cornea."
"Oh, I had no idea."
"I'll google it later. What color do you think it is? Perry-winkle?"
"I don't know. I'm seeing all shades of blue, but it all looks so uniform at the same time. I'm not sure if its blue, even. I couldn't even tell you what I'm looking at, really. It's so baffling to look at so much of nothing, and see it all at the same time."

I don't know. I know I'm supposed to stop saying "I don't know," as I have replaced "um," with the aforementioned phrase. This time, though, I really don't know.

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