finally be-lensed

I went to the glasses store in the basement of my apartment building—where I've gone twice before—and got myself a legitimate pair of contact lenses. They feel so much better on the eyes. No more scratchiness. Next time, I'll listen to my instincts when my mind raises red flags about dodgy eye shops run by old men who give you ripped lenses the first time around (follow the story here, here, and here).