Today I whanged myself in the eye with a mascara wand, so I got to put on new disposable contacts. Man oh man, I don’t want to disparage my boyfriend or my job or my friends or anything, but new contact lenses may be one of the greatest joys available to me. What else makes the world suddenly look so much brighter and sharper and clearer? Nothing legal, that’s for sure.
I frequently change my contacts before a major event (I was going to change them this weekend anyway, because of going away for the holiday), because it makes me feel renewed. It’s like a ritual event for putting a new face on things, only it does it literally as well — a less dingy, brighter face. I’ve got weird vision — I basically see static all the time, sort of like what you might see if you looked at a blank wall, anyone else have this? — so the fewer scrims there are between me and the world, the happier I feel.
What’s your favorite small pleasure?