Day 2,710 —Broken Glasses— with my PICTURE of a BROKEN pair of GLASSES

Happy Monday! Or so I would like to feel, but I am a little stressed out thinking about today, this week, etcetera. I know I will figure it out somehow, but I hate not knowing exactly how everything is going to go. I got to visit my new nieces yesterday. They were so tiny and so delicate. 

I need to get going, but I find my mind is straining to stay focused on the present. Thinking about a pair of glasses that were broken by classmates by mistake. I remember the guy from one of my classes who participated in breaking them told me, “Dan, we didn’t know they were your glasses.” He was trying to be nice, but his answer frustrated me, why does that matter? Why would you knowingly break anyone’s glasses. I thought not understanding. 

I still don’t understand.