Migraine Lesson

Tonight, I have a growing headache. I’m drinking tea, sitting in the quiet and hoping the caffeine will ease this thumping before it becomes a sickening pounding of nausea and crippling sensitivity.

It has been months since I have had a migraine. At least I don’t fear them anymore.

Sometimes, for me at least, I am best served to embrace the pains of life on life's terms and curl quietly into the darkness of slumber. There, coiled among downed blankets, gray shadows and intimates smells, I can stay the course until relief eases its way into my mind, my being, my soul.

This is true for migraines and for the pains of living in a malformed world with less than the purest of intent.

Good Night.