-So, Ice, how are you liking your new glasses?
Tom lets out a tired sigh and replies: Well, Mav, it's been a mixed experience so far.
Pete leans in closer, intrigued: Mixed? What do you mean?
Tom adjusts his glasses, pushing them back up his nose: Y'know, I've always had perfect vision, and everybody always told me I was lucky. But lately, things haven't been quite the same.
Pete furrowed his brow, confused: What d'you mean by 'not the same'?
Taking another sip of his coffee, Tom started to detail his newfound frustrations: Since getting these glasses, I've noticed so many things that I never paid attention to before. I've realized how many signs I once overlooked when they were right in front of me. Everything just seems so much clearer now.
Pete chuckles, amused: Well, isn't that a good thing?
Tom shrugs, a little unsure: I suppose in some ways, yes. But it's also been overwhelming. I never realized how much I was missing before. It's as though a hidden world has just been revealed, and it's both fascinating and a bit scary.
Pete nods thoughtfully, understanding Tom's dilemma: I can see why that might be tricky. It's like gaining a whole new perspective on things you thought you already knew.
Tom's face lights up as he realizes Pete's understanding: Exactly, Mav! It's like seeing everything in high definition. I can read street signs from a distance, notice the smallest details in people's faces, and even appreciate the texture and outlines of buildings. It's astounding, yet it's also changed my perception of the world. Tom grins here. Well, you know what they say: 'The better to eat you with, my dear.'
Pete laughs heartily, appreciating the reference: Isn't it like... 'The better to see you with, my dear...'?
No, Tom nods. The better to eat you with, my dear Mav.
I can write about Ice's instincts forever. 💙💙
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Hüzünlü Eylül şiirlerini...
Göç etmeye baslayan kuşları,
Uykuya hazırlanan tabiatı,
Hafiften esen ılık rüzgarları..
Eylülü hatırlatan şarkıları,
Omuzlara atılan ince şalları,
Bahçedeki solgun, boynu bükük gülü..
Kısaca,
Severim ben Eylül'ü🍂
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İnan Durak Taş...
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