Mine eyes have seen the glory and they’ve had enough. It was not gradual, the decrease in eyesight. My minds eye had been informing my physical eye for some time now, there was plenty I was missing, maybe now I’ll take time, put on glasses and truly see.
It started with a book I bought at the airport in Denver, The Last True Story I’ll Ever Tell, about a National Guard who was in for a college education only to be called up ‘n out to Iraq. On the same trip I inhaled Anthony Bourdain’s Kitchen Confidential. Within moments of being in Houston, I told my father “I can’t see for shit.”
And he gave me a pair of his readers.
“Damn, glasses really work!” I shouted like a true American. I was again launched into consumer mode, my new accessory fashion radar lighting up. –“Can’t wait to go shopping!”
I hung onto those 150’s for a little over 6 months until I began my obsessive search for the “first pair.” My eyes would not wait, they continued to remind me that there was no getting around any of it. I struggled reading at auditions, letters from the IRS, Facebook messages from old girlfriends about “sons or daughters I had in other states,”…..er, wait, with eye wear that reads- “sans of drawers in other straits.” Phew…she was always crazy.
I made my way to all the low end glasses joints; Pearl Vision Center, Lenscrafters, Special Eye Plus Mall, Vision Wear-Town, Malsoms, G.F. London, Beachums, Malbar Vision Center, Eye Lab, Eye Town, The Eye Shack, Eyes-Eyes-Eyes of Glendale, House of Eyes. Then I started hitting the upscale shops; Oliver Peoples, Gogosha Optique, Optical Shop of Aspen….nothing.
I wound up at LA Eyeworks. Spent over 3 thousand dollars for my first pair, totally worth it….I look fucking great.
And now… I can see the forest for the trees…now…I can see the space between us…. now… I can see through your blouse…now… I can see the breath… now…I can see your eyes…now…I can see…now…I can see these words…now, I can see this.
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