Walking through the tail end of suffering through a nasty bout of pink eye, my eyes were finally capable of opening fully as the last bits of gritty sand like feeling finally left me.
For a good week my swollen eyes had been working hard to open with much effort, they felt like they were opened as far as I could stretch them yet I was startled to see them only half open and swollen when I glanced at my reflection in the mirror in passing. There seemed to be a disconnect between what my mind was telling me and what I was seeing in the mirror (life).
Thinking back to this very uncomfortable experience, I can’t help but think that there is a big correlation between what we tend to think in our head to what we see with our eyes at times. Our hurts from the past and…
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