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New Eyeglasses for the Fifty-four Year Old Me

I went to my friendly neighborhood eye shop. I got my eyes checked. I have difficulty in reading road signs and reading now. My prescription glasses wasn't cutting it anymore. I got them years ago. So they analyzed my eyes. My OD and OS are both -0.5. I'm getting a bifocal now that I am in my fifty's. 

The Woman In the Window

Anna Fox played by Amy Adams was a child psychologist living alone in a multi-story apartment. She suffered from agoraphobia and was seeing a psychiatrist herself and taking medications. It will be later revealed that she was driving when her husband and daughter were killed in a road accident. Her psychiatrist encouraged her curiosity on other people which prompted her to observe neighbors.  The Russell's lived across the street and one day she saw Jane Russell murdered. She called the police but later the whole family confronted her with a Jane Russell alive and a woman who was different from the one she met. She apologized for her mistake, but later got more evidence proving she was right and the Russell family wasn't the perfect family after all.  Ethan Russell, the sixteen year old son revealed he killed his birth mother Katie who Anna thought to be Mrs. Russell. Ethan was the abused son but also the murderer in the story.  The plot is bland but the acting especially...

When A Box Comes Knocking At Night

Happy Mother's Day to mothers. I feel blessed that I am living with mine. Emphasis on the word "living". My mother never saw her father. He never came back alive after the war. My grandmother was pregnant with my mother when the war broke out. My mother feels happy how her children turned out. A box of goods from Lino who is living in Canada arrived last night. The delivery service always do this at night to avoid the traffic. Lino's boxes always arrive at night. Mom and I stayed awake a while longer to sort out what we have.  I opened the cardboard box and Mother would start remembering stories. So I start to list the items verbally and Mom will have a short story for me. Never mind if the item and the story isn't connected. I enjoy opening boxes. I was smiling all throughout until the box is empty.