Blinded

The sun blasted through the clouds this morning, and lit up my house like a beacon. It hit the gloss on the dining room table and blinded me as I passed through to other parts of the house.

Then I sat down and I began to wonder about light and blinding–about how too much light blinds us just as too little does.   Just a random thought to share …

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