Black Oil Eyes
Today I went to the eye doctor for a routine exam. They did the old eye dilation routine, I think it makes me look like one of those alien possessed people from the X-files 
At my Eye Doctor’s they love to move you around. Wait in the waiting room, then you go into room A and you get a real basic eye exam, move on to room B. Wait awhile there then more tests then they drop that battery acid in your eyes and have you wait in the secondary waiting room, while your eyes dilate. Then you go to room C where the MD gives you the once over. The doctor was checking what ever he checks and spotted something interesting. I figured it was that rust spot that I have from Junior High when I got a piece of iron in my eye, but no it is some thin spot on me peeper. He puts some numbing drops in and starts pushing and proding. I was not particularly enjoying this. He’s explaning his concerns and observations as he goes, he says its something we need to keep an eye on and that if I ever experience some strangeness with my vision to no delay coming in. Then he goes to my chart and flips a few pages to enter his “new” findings and mutters to himself, oh I spotted this before. OH THANKS – ALL THAT POKING FOR NOTHING. I’m sure he wouldn’t have taken such a close look if he’d known he’d already been-there-done-that. Oh well I lived.
Driving home was a trip. It was an overcast day and everyones daytime running lights took on an amber extremely-vertical star pattern, traffic signals as well. The color of everything looked as if I was on a different planet, kind of like Mars but not as red.
