An interesting story.

Ok, so Wednesday night i was walking my puppy Bax and he saw a squirrel and chased after it ( i mean, if we can chase after these things we must right?). Anyways, he ran and i fell on the ice. Not a big deal, he's done that before. Then, about a half hour after i got home i had a revelation as i was trying to read. My glasses were gone. Very long day today. My eyes are so bad i practically run into people without them and it felt so weird not being able to read the board and actually having to listen to the teachers. Usually i read it and move on. Regardless, it was interesting. I feel so bad for real blind people because it's hard for me to go a day. My mom and i went down looking by where i fell last night and couldn't find them and after some mass searching of my room i thought they were gone for good. They must be on the ground in some place waiting for someone to find them and wonder why a pair of glasses was laying on the ground covered in snow (which would actually be a very interesting notice-it...) Later tonight though, my dad went over to look and he returned about twenty-minutes later glasses with some ice still on them in tow. I never thought I'd be so happy to have my glasses. :D