hed

Maybe it's the fact that I used to get migraines, but I feel as if there is an infinite variety of ways that my head knows how to ache. Each has its own flavor, its own special and unique way of delivering pain to my doorstep. This one feels as if a giant human is towering over me with four fingers plunged into each side of my head, halfway between my ear and the top of my skull, and he's pulling up for all he's worth.

drugs drugs drugs drugs drugs! and naps!