Answering Cee once again.
If you had to have your vision corrected would you rather: glasses or contacts? Or what do you use if you need to have your vision corrected?
I had perfect eyesight until last year. Then my eyes got the memo that they are well into the fourth decade of existence and had better do something about it. Reading books became harder, and I responded by shifting my allegiance to the kindle, in which, you could adjust the brightness and the font size. At some point, the eyes decided to go all cross-eyed, and when more than a few people noticed the light squint I have developed, it was cue to see the eye doctor, who, duly prescribed progressives. I think the power was 0.5 or thereabouts. I have the spectacles lying on my side table, but I continue to use the kindle with not much fuss. On some days, when my eyes are particularly tired, I wear the glasses but I hate them. When I lie down to read, the spectacles keep shifting. Besides, I am a tosser when I am lying down, and the spectacles restrict my degrees of freedom. Long story short, I would like a spell or a magic wand that can get my vision back to 20.20. In the absence of that, I wouldn’t mind corrective surgery, but 0.5 is too small an error to warrant surgical correction.
Contacts, no thank you. I regret even belonging to a world where clothes are necessary. Nothing (ahem, non-biological) inside me please.
Are you more of a dog person or a cat person?
Neither. I prefer to let the animals live their own lives without interfering in mine. That said, we have an adolescent tom cat that visits us for breakfast and lunch, which is duly fed by the better half, and I don’t freak out like I did a few years ago when he brought a kitten home. There is also an affectionate stray dog named “Ramabadran” by the better half, who bounds around with unbridled joy when he sees me on the street and follows me like Mary’s lamb, home, so that I can feed him. I would not mind if these two animals disappeared from my life, but I don’t mind them hanging out as well. So…meh, I guess.
If you were to buy a new house/apartment what is the top three items on your wish list?
Recently, I have been feeling that my “not wanting” anything is increasingly perceived as my weakness. I had someone tell me that it is not life, but death, in not wanting anything. I don’t know. I need safety. Basic comforts – meals for sustenance, yes, I need. I need a laptop with internet. These things I already have and are needs rather than wants.
Is it really that hard to understand when someone says they don’t want anything? Twice in the past two weeks I have upset people by saying that. Perhaps it is my spartan upbringing, or the financial troubles I have faced in the past, I have learnt to minimize my wants. My interest in meditation and the Buddha has also made me truly believe that wants are the source of misery. But then, those are intensely personal spiritual thoughts that I (usually) don’t like sharing because they are highly subjective and may not suit another. But if I choose to live by my conviction (however subjective that is), why must I be judged?
Argh. I had not wanted to complain, but this question kinda touched a raw nerve.
What inspired you this past week? Feel free to use a quote, a photo, a story, or even a combination.
My moonflower finally began to bloom. You already know of my pathetic gardening skills, so this is an inspiration of sorts.