How long has this been going on? Thoughts of being left behind, missing out and a sudden suspicion of adults hit me over the head in my eighth year.
I had just opened that new magnetic pink floral case and placed gold wire rimmed prescription oval eyeglasses lightly on my nose.
Everything was suddenly sharper. Brighter. Crisper. I confidently read the kitchen clock for the first time.

I could see it all.

Enlightenment.