cleaning my glasses

I cleaned my bedroom window today.
It's something that I've been meaning to do and thus procrastinating doing for a long time. I'm not sure what I was waiting for, exactly, because every time my mom volunteered to do it, I told her I'd get around to it. And, though I wish I hadn't waited, I'm kind of glad I did.

I find it so absurdly easy to look back at everything that's happened and wish certain things had happened earlier but, not surprising to you if you watch Doctor Who, time doesn't work that way. If I had gotten out the bleach and Windex and cleaned my stupid window a month ago, I might not have had the same, staring-through-the-clear-glass-at-the-blue-sky epiphany, type moment that I experienced today. I might have been listening to a different song on repeat which would have led me down a different train of thoughts. It might not have been so simply satisfying.

Sometimes, things are worth the wait.

And just like that, my list of things to remember for this year is constantly growing. It started with 'chill your pants' and grew to 'cheer up and chill your pants.' I'm happy to now add 'clean your glasses' to the list.
When you're looking through the same window for a year, it's so effortless to think everyone is looking through the same one and grow accustomed to its flaws. It's so ridiculously difficult to keep in mind that your window or your lenses can get smudgy and warped--that is, until you push a cloth across the surface and check out how much dust you picked up.

I'm always laughing about how sad it is when I put on my glasses and my sight is just as horrible as it was without them. I think we all need to be reminded to look through different, cleaner lenses sometimes.