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glasses, a measure word of glasses

I used measure word. Wow 
sometimes I do pay attention to the measure word where does my feeling of unreality come from? 
after putting the glasses in the drawer
shut the drawer, open it again 
the glasses are gone
within a fortnight, leaving my room
I bump into a cat three times 
each time its fur is softer than the last 
I almost get lost in details but there are some cats to whom it is no longer necessary to send greetings 
my final impression of the drawer is merely that it is shut
when I ask someone what kind of flower this is she joyfully tells me this is morning glory