Floating particles of images hit your face every second. They hit your nose, your mouth, your forehead. But it is only when you open your eyes that they can get it, infiltrate your mind and form, like a jigsaw, the image of a screen and a keyboard in your mind. Oh no, what am I doing here? Typing, reading? I should be out enjoying the sight of a nice landscape. Or am I blind?

Vision can be confusing.