Calibrating the Lens

I see life through a long lens, twisted ever so slightly over the years. Memories once complete, splinter and shard, migrating to new places, forming composites of experience, spliced together through time. My sight changed; vivid hues of blue, green, red and violet are mixed together and rise to the surface in dreams. I reach out and run my fingers through their waves, leaving ripples behind that disappear while awake. Where am I now? Who is with me ? How far have I come? Can I see the road ahead, or merely feel the ground? Will I go ahead as I always have, or dare to take a new path? <a href="https://medium.com/@canandaigua310/calibrating-the-lens-254ac8ba9665">Learn More</a>