Out of Sight, Still in Mind

After a few weeks of struggling to see what was written on the whiteboard at school it was decided I would visit the eye doctor.
There, we found that I am near-sighted and need glasses in order to clearly see things in the distance.

When I put on my new pair of glasses, custom for my eyesight, it was like seeing a whole new world. I had never realized that objects and faces in the distance were supposed to be clear and focused and not slightly blurred.
I was ecstatic. There was a whole new world that I could see!

At times I would focus on an object in the distance while wearing my glasses. Then, I would lower them and look at the object with only my plain eyes. I would determine the difference and gladly slide my glasses back on.

However, after a while this new enthusiam about wearing glasses wore off. Thankfully I was in a more mature age range when I first got my glasses, so I never had to endure remarks like "four-eyes." But I had begun to grow uncomfortable wearing glasses. I mean, I appreciated the ability to focus on far-away things, but I wished I had that necessity with my naked eyes.

One day, I was walking home in the rain. Water streaked my glasses and I could hardly see. What a change from the relief my glasses usually provided me with! Here I was, glasses before my eyes, and for once my vision wasn't better without my glasses on.
The rain was chilly, so when I stepped into my entrance-way I was bombarded with warmth. The heat then fogged my glasses.
I removed them, and lo and behold, I could see better without the steamy glass before my eyes.