We were watching the Ball Drop in Times Square when it happened. As the countdown reached zero, the image started to get fuzzy and blocky.
“I think there’s something wrong with the cable, love.” I looked up at my husband, and to my horror, I realized, that it wasn’t the TV. The room seemed less sharp, and flatter somehow. “Or maybe I need to see the optometrist.”
“It’s not just you,” he said. Onscreen, the cheers were giving way to panic. The hosts were blinking furiously and rubbing their eyes. “I think everyone getting used to the New Year’s resolution.”

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