Walk: Lost Glasses

Well, I guess it is about time.

So, today, I go out for another walk and photography around San Gabriel. Before I left, I was debating whether to bring my big-oval glasses, or not. In the end, I putted it in my shirt pocket, and left. Few hours later, in Salvation Army store, I searched for my glasses. It was not there anymore.

I had this big-oval shaped glasses since 11th grade. The black frame is made from Germany. It had been abused so bad that the corner screws are no longer the original screws, the brand name on the legs are no longer visible, both lenses sometime pop out from the frame, and the right lens has a permanent scratch. I chose the old-style frame because it reminded me of Shinichi Kudo from Detective Conan, which is the first scanlated manga I read back in the late 1990s.

You probably wonder why the hell I write so much about my old glasses. Well, how can I not write about something that I use so often for so long. Few people had told me that I look dorky in that glasses. They were right, but I continued to wear it because I was a dorky guy in many ways. Now that I am nearly a different person from my old self in 2006, it was a matter of time to say goodbye to this glasses too... Saturday, May 24, 2008, 11:30 AM to 2:30 PM.