Good Vision

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I remembered the time when I first had my eyeglasses on. I was on my sophomore year and it was pretty weird. I looked like a geek, more than the weirdo I've always been tagged as. Walking through corridors was kind of awkward, and using the stairs as well, not only because of my large framed concave lenses that hang in the bridge of my nose, but also because of the stares given by people of my age. My ophthalmologist advised me to Wear my spectacles the moment I wake up in the morning and kept it worn for 8 hours thereafter. I tried not wearing it for days, but I always had this nauseous feeling everytime I do so. Plus the constant headache and blurry images I see upfront. I thank the heavens for contact lenses. I looked normal with them being worn. But I don't have the skill to put them on everytime I'm in a rush. Yet, I keep complaining bout my eyesight. Why don't I have this perfect eyesight like the others. Because of it, I became quite a laughing stock. But as I see the blind strolling in streets, I was more than thankful that I still get to view how beautiful the world is. I get to appreciate colors, shapes and images. And the feelings I felt are recreated through images I could make up. I realized how narrow minded I was before, for ranting about petty things and not appreciate the gift I had instead.