Tap tap tap….that’s my cane helping me get around the city. Through the hustle and bustle, the night screams around me in this great maze I call home.
I try to remember where the garbage cans and the light poles are so I don’t bump into them. I have to be careful.
My shades are super dark so my light sensitive eyes will not be exposed to the environment.
Finally I am at my apartment.
I begrudgingly fiddle with my keys and resist the urge to just put the key in the lock as I have no idea who is watching me.
Inside I check to make sure that my heavy duty curtains are still securely hammered to the walls and that my carpet is pushed all the way to the door so no sound or light can escape.
After checking and double checking that all safe guards are in place, I remove my shades; turn the lights and TV on low.
It is tough pretending to be blind, but I’ve found that as long as the monsters think I can’t see them they don’t bother me.