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Ever wake up with a headache (like I did this morning) and try to plan your day around it? You start to spiral down a rabbit hole of “what should I eat, should I go back to sleep, how many hours should I shower for, etc and etc and so on forever?” So many factors come into play. So many questions spring up: Am I going to have to drive today? Should I fashion a crude, makeshift eyepatch out of printer paper and rubber bands, seeing as this headache is centered over one eye? How many dozen Advil is too many? How can I stay cloaked in darkness all day? Can I somehow change my hiking plans so that they take place indoors, and under my bed? Should I eat some plain toast? Is that even a thing or is it just for stomachs? Should I soak in some water? Does it make it less weird if I say that instead of ‘take a bath’? Ugh baths are for babies and ladies who need ‘pampering’. Weird how pampering sounds like putting diapers on something. Oh well, guess I’ll just wear sunglasses for the next 12 hours. I’ll tell people I’m hung over! Even though I’m not. Hmm, maybe I’ll just get drunk, and then I REALLY won’t be able to deal with people. GOOD PLAN!
Raise your glasses if your brain hates you. This one’s for you.
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