My poor vision gives me a soft-focus morning. For the first half hour, I kind of wander through my house, and everything is a blur. I put my contacts in when I'm ready to deal with the world.
				I have a theory... that someplace at the heart of most compelling stories is something that doesn't make sense.			
				
			I would like to say to people, open your eyes and find beauty where you normally don't expect it.			 
			

 
