Recently, inspiration struck me—as it often does—in the shower. Well, getting out of the shower, this time. I’d actually remembered to take my glasses off, and, as I was reaching for them on the bathroom counter, accidentally knocked them into the trash. As luck would have it, I’d actually washed out the bathroom trash can earlier that afternoon, but, even though it was freshly clean and completely empty, my half-controlled mysophobia wouldn’t let me just take them out and put them back on. After giving the frames and lenses a thorough cleaning, I felt safe again. Then, it occurred to me what a horrible mistake I’d been making for so many years. Weren’t my frames dirty more often than that?
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