It’s uncomfortable to look at, isn’t it?  I took a piece of an old image,  then enlarged it beyond the capacity of the camera.  I wondered how it would feel.

It feels…sad, somehow.  Like trying so hard and not quite getting there.  Like looking out of the corner of your eye.  Like looking through the rain, or plastic wrap, or fog.  Like it was before you got your corrective lenses.  Wonder what we’d see of the world, of our neighbors, of ourselves, if we could see clearly.