It's feeling byzantine

Greetings from my town's public library (the first public library in the nation... aww yeah!) where I am hanging out with Victorian-clad (?) ladies, about an eighth of my high school's graduating class (we're all awkwardly smiling at each other to say hello but all actively pretending we don't know one another), and writing my latest column for The Examiner!

After five years and the left temple of my old glasses breaking not once but twice, I finally got new frames. I am very excited about them, mostly because five years is a long time for glasses, but I don't wear my glasses often. I hope as an early family-bonding exercise my parents took me premature glasses-shopping as a baby - Mom and Dad have awful eyesight too. I can't remember a time before corrective lenses. I've been wearing them since I was 7 - switching to contacts was amazing because it meant I got to wear sunglasses!