Living without sight had always been a part of you since birth, though you had never completely lost it - your left eye still had a faint sense of sight, just enough to see a blurred vision of shadows, shapes and colors.

It was a bad day for you. While buying groceries somehow your walking stick broke, the one essential thing that helps you to navigate in a world without sight. Panic and frustration took over you but somehow you had to find your way back home. While you walked through the streets you accidentally bumped into someone, both you and the groceries you were carrying fell on the ground. It took every willpower you had to hold back the tears forming in your eyes. What a horrible day.

„Watch where you go!“ A low grumpy and annoyed voice spoke to you. You looked up and with the little sight you still had you could see the blurry figure in front of you, clearly a tall man, looking down on you, waiting for an answer.