Against the Graine

Tonight my  brain feels as if it’s being slowly stretched out over a barbecue, and my eyes feel like they’re being twisted up into exquisite braids.

My stomach is puffy and I feel like I’m going to burp the colour grey. I could shit all the ills in the world right now if my guts weren’t clenched in agony.

I presume this is what a migraine feels like. It’s probably not a migraine at all, but because I’m a guy these things feel a lot worse than they usually are. I have a sneaking suspicion that’s just something women say though.

I was planning on an early night tonight, but now I’m in bed touch typing since I can barely stand to look at the screen. I’ve just taken some pills and filled myself up with nutrients, so I’m hoping with time I will be able to get to sleep and wake up fresh and  fine for tomorrow.

Big day by my standards, and if I’m feeling like this I think I’ll just stay in bed for the rest of time.

  1. Posted October 23, 2009