Blind eye

It's 10:30 pm. All I see when I close my eyes, is white. When I open them, all I see is white.

I'm going to sleep. I look forward to dreaming in luscious color tonight, hoping for some reversal of brain cell damage caused by staring at white. I know the dead ones can't be saved, but perhaps the borderline ones can be revived.

One can hope. :)