While surfing on a forum, I saw a thread on Mars and remembered the email that WW had sent me the other day. Went to the windows and I looked out. I was thinking "Look east" but I have no idea where east was. I then looked at where I had seen Mars two years ago and there it was, orange and brilliant. I recalled many things. I read the log. I couldn't find the date. You wouldn't know how I felt then. You will not know.

Today I wore glasses to work. People asked why I wore glasses when I usually didn't. I gave a shrug and said I just felt like it. I was thinking, I just want a change for today. My vision will be clearer and I will see more things that I usually do not see. What I usually feel is that most of the time, you don't need to see too clearly in order to see beauty or the lack of it. You feel with your heart.

At the end of the day, I felt no difference except for heightened alertness at work. As I reached home, I took off my glasses. Until a few minutes ago, I realised that it wasn't my eyes which could no longer see properly. It is my heart. My broken heart.