Dilated People

Today I enjoyed getting my eyes examined. I enjoyed letting a small man tell me what to look at --his ears, my ears, my shoulders, a smiley face, a black square, some wavy lines--, reading strings of text that didn't make sense because they're not supposed to make sense, and seeing those freaky colors that you see after looking into a bright light. Yes. I feel happy and loved. Look at my new free shades.

I think I'd enjoy an alien abduction, too, if it weren't for the probes.