12,907 Days Alive
19 Chapters in Planning
1 Massive Headache
I don’t know why I started using alliterations in my blog titles. I mean, it works, but I think my vocabulary rather limited to keep coming up with unique combinations. Oh well. To quote my favorite malaphor: I’ll burn that bridge when I come to it.
Im frustrated that this stupid headache won’t go away. I don’t have COVID, thank the gods, but damn is this thing annoying.
I hope tomorrow is a productive day. I also hope I get decent sleep. My poor hips have been aching so I haven’t been able to sleep on my side as I usually do and it’s messing with me.
Body in rebellion aside, I’m… okay? I guess? I can’t focus worth a damn and I’m so anxious from trying to take Benadryl to get rid of the sinus pressure in my face. I’m stuck on eleven and I don’t know what will help.
I’m also mildly anxious about the upcoming therapy appointment with Mx Steph. They come highly recommended, and since it’s a telehealth appointment, I don’t have to worry about being touched or anything. They’re genderqueer so they’re likely to be able to understand some of my issues a little better.
I’m looking forward to NaNoWriMo this year. I’m taking an entirely different approach as prior years and breaking it into bite-sized pieces to write rather than one massive undertaking. Hopefully, I will have the discipline and time to see this project through to the end of a zero draft.
Ugh. I can’t think straight with this damn headache. I’m for bed here shortly.
Take your meds, folks.
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