To try something new, I'm going to write this post with my eyes shut.
Currently, I have a Christmas themed pillowcase on my head.
I'm inside of a Christmas pillowcase with squeaky rodents like mice and squirrels on it.
They're my only company along with the voices inside my head.
My stepmom just asked me what I was doing, So i forgot where I left off.
i vow to not look until the end and make no changes. this is ironic bc I'm adding this after I finished. But really I didn't change anything. or look.
Trying something new.
You're welcome Nelson.
I'm in a pillowcase.
I am blind.
Recent events have brought me to pponder my life if I was, indeed, blind.
If I was blind,
my children would be black as night
and my husband would be too, which I wouldn'tbe upset over. ;) (smiley face)... did I hit the parenthes?
If i was blind, I would read braille, a skill thatis rare and exotic.
If i was blind, I would feel all my other senses more intensely. I thnik we could all use a little more feeling in our hearts. Especially me.
If I was blind I would eat food by how it tastes, not the way it looks. Also, maybe I would eat only until I was full and I'd lose some weight.
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I lost my train of thought. Thanks, Little Sister.
If I was blind, I wouldn't judge a book by it's cover.I would never judge a book by it's cover. I would judege it for the way it made me feel, what it taught me, the r rhythm of words that sink into my mind and into my heart. I would feel those words more intesely too.
I would never no the injustice of judging another human being by their cover.
I've been the recipient of that far too many times and it would be nice tostop passing it along. No wonder blind people are more compassionate.
If I was blind, I wouldn't see how wlong her lipstick stays on, or how chiseled hismuscles are when he's "not flexing". I wouldn't have to compare myself to the girl next door, because I've always felt a little bit less than her. I wouldn't behold the glow of her tan, fresh from the Virgin Islands.
I would see how she speaks of others so generously, giving them every benefit of every doubt.
I would
Another
"why do you have a thing over your head?"
I wowould feel his his ribcage expanding and contractingas he whispers "i love you" into my ear.
I wouldhear the smart thingsshe has to say in class, not the way she looks while saying them.
I would see the things that matter.
I wouldn't be blind to the aesthetics of their soul. To the Flawlessness of their laugh.
I would behold the world through different eyes.
A set of eyes that few people on this earth get to experience.
Feel more. Do mmore.
Be blind to things that don't matter.
Don't be blind to the things that will matter when we are all old, grey, ugly, and some, literally blind.
Hm. I might keep this pillowcase on permanently. It's not too bad under here (minusall the COtwo up in here
Walkahalfmileinsomeoneelsesshoes
xx
Sonny Jean
