Last night I started to get a headache.
I’ve had headaches before. They go away soon enough. Don’t need to take asprin. Save the asprin for some serious pain. Don’t wanna build up an immunity, you know. Tough it out. Be a man, not a wuss.
The only concession I made to the pain was that I tried sleeping it out. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t. In this case it didn’t, but that was okay. I’ve had bad headaches before. They go away. Etc. etc. etc.
Nearing six o’clock the next morning, it became readily apparent that this was more Cullen Tomfoolery. For the most part, the headache was nothing more than an irritation. But every now and then it would become SERIOUS PAIN. Like someone had taken a knife and crammed it into my head. Functioning in moments like that WAS NOT ALLOWED.
Something had to be done. I broke down and popped myself an Aleve. Then I settled down for more sleep. My sleep schedule is erratic at best anyways.
I wake up with a brand new problem. Headache was gone. Now there was this Strange Emptiness. Like the knife should have been there, or had been there just a moment before. I had trouble focusing. More so than usual, he says, only half kidding.
Right now I’m functioning on a decent level. No pain, no emptiness. Just me.
I don’t know if there’s a greater moral to this story. Maybe pop more pills. Take medicine when you need it. Write more pointless Blog entries. Something.