Around the edges

I see shadows wherever I'm not looking. They are thickets in corners and blinding during depression.

I remember for a while it was much like a vignette on my normal vision. 

Night would become confusing and the sun set so much sooner for me than anyone else. 

I found out that this was not all that uncommon and that my beautiful, personal, sad lighting was shared with thousands of others. 

Now I look directly into the corners.