It’s like my eyes are deforming in real-time. All day today it’s been effectively impossible to focus on close objects, like my laptop. As in, significantly and dramatically different even from just yesterday.
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It’s like my eyes are deforming in real-time. All day today it’s been effectively impossible to focus on close objects, like my laptop. As in, significantly and dramatically different even from just yesterday.