I had the most interesting five days. I have discovered I can see again. It's not that I was physically blind. Over the years, I had buried the ability to see sensually.
Last Thursday I was flipping through a pdf of one of my staff's side projects -- a photography book she was designing for her sister-in-law's senior thesis project. As I clicked through page after page of type and photos I felt this delicious feeling. it was almost like I was eating a huge ice cream sundae doused with plenty of hot fudge. I was absorbing everything -- the design of the type, the vibrancy of the photos of graffiti artists and their work.
Yesterday, I went to the art institute to see Edward Munch's exhibit. I felt as I gazed from painting to woodcut and back to painting again that I was satisfying some insatiable hunger. I was struck by the color, the composition, the brush strokes. I felt almost blissful. I haven't enjoyed art so much ever. My friend and I then strolled over to Macy's and we rubbed body butter on our hands and then found our way into the Apothecary. I discovered a table of wildly scented candles and I opened each different aroma and stuck my nose in the tin and breathed deep. It was exhilirating. I bought crazy little toiletries that no one needs, but don't cost too much.
I am awake again. I have risen from a long senseless slumber and appreciate all the beauty in this world.