Eyes are the Window to the Imagination

Clarity is the enemy of imagination.

I have decently poor eyesight. I correct this when I need to by wearing glasses. "Need to" meaning when I'm driving or playing darts. In general, however, I try not to wear them. The reason behind this is simple; it gives my brain something to do. When I can't see very clearly, my brain tries to fill in the missing pieces. This usually leads to something interesting, because my brain usually fills the square hole with a round peg.

It's perfect when I think I see someone I recognize and go up and talk to them. Usually it turns out to be someone whom I've never met and not even close to looking like who I thought it was. But it just led to me meeting someone I've never met before.

It works with signs too. I try and read them from a distance and, more often than not, I think it says something completely outlandish and ridiculous, only to find out that it is mundane and trite as I get close enough to see what it actually says.

Sometimes I like the world of half reality and half imagination that I live in when I can't see everything so clearly. I wish that I could flip back and forth between clarity and fuzzy with my other senses as well.