This Weird Girl

It has arrived. I started consistently needing reading glasses at 49 years.

It has arrived. I turned 50 years old.

It has arrived. I’m in my vision.

I can’t remember how many years I’ve envisioned myself working at a computer, writing or studying, with a pair of glasses on. Interestingly, I never wore glasses, and I found that fact humorous.

Until today.

It has arrived.

This moment has arrived.