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I am at home today. I went to bed with a bad headache, and woke up with a migraine. The light hurt, talking on the phone hurt. Even the sound of the keys and typing hurts a little now... but, still, I am beginning to feel a little better. My boss understood. I used to get these all of the time. They used to come with my period. This one did too. I am half-tempted to get back on the pill, just to end the misery. Lately, each month it comes, I've had to fight getting ill very hard. It's like it depletes my system too much. The loss of blood.
But the other thing that happens around this time, is vivid dreams. And last night was no exception. I heard the rain in my dream, and I believed I was face down in the mud, or at times, on my back, pinned. I remember being very aroused, but I kept saying that there was only one person I wanted to love like that. No one was anywhere near me, or so I thought, anyway. And the rain only felt wonderful on my skin. I felt like a little girl sticking my tongue out in the rain. I used to sneak outside to stand in rainstorms. I thought of who I wanted to share that with...
and then the thunder crackled, and rain hit the window sideways. I said his name with my eyes closed, and vowed that were I not to be with him, I would be with no one else. My eyes were closed, but I saw the light change overhead, like two shadows passing over me. Two birds, or something. I wasn't sure if I was still dreaming. But I felt even more peaceful then. And my head only hurts a little now...I don't miss these migraines, but I am glad that the dream turned from a menacing one to a peaceful one.
I think I need to go back to bed. Yesterday, before the headache, I felt hot and dry, like a fire. I slept it off...and I feel better now. I wonder what kinds of dreams are there waiting when I go back to bed...because dreaming is where I feel I need to be right now. Dreaming through this...little bit of ache left in my head. I'll probably read a little first, now that it doesn't hurt so much to use my eyes. Actually, it's one of my favorite things to do...and it's interesting how what you read can color your dreams...
My mind is made up...not like my bed, which is a mess.
This post was edited by rosyxxx on Sep 20, 2005.