I had my eyes examined today. They still work, though not quite as well as they once did. So it goes.
Afterwards, I looked at my eyes in the mirror. The pupils are huge, having been dilated for the exam. They look like the eyes of a cartoon character.
It reminded me of this line from a short story by Gilbert Sorrentino:
“The maimings of love are endlessly funny, as are the tiny figures of talking animals being blown to pieces in cartoons.”
This line, quoted from memory, first jumped out at me while reading for a college lit class. It obviously stuck. I think the story was called The Moon In Its Flight. Surreal, comic, and very fine writing. I’ll leave you to Google onward for yourself. But if you’re in a comic mood, here’s a little Tom & Jerry for you.