Migraines are stupid.
Mar. 10th, 2019 06:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
syrena_of_the_lakeInstead of any number of pressing or neglected things (work, housework, paperwork, correspondence, organizing, hobbies, fic reviews or responses to comments or — gasp — actual writing), what have I spent the afternoon doing?
Fooling around on my phone, half-watching mediocre movies and rereading my own fic to prove to myself that words aren’t always as hard to chase down as runaway ostriches.
Why? Because winter storms are brutal on my head, and I apparently live on Hoth. Hurry up, spring. You have a lot of melting to do. In the meantime, I’ll just use some of the ubiquitous ice for my head.
Fooling around on my phone, half-watching mediocre movies and rereading my own fic to prove to myself that words aren’t always as hard to chase down as runaway ostriches.
Why? Because winter storms are brutal on my head, and I apparently live on Hoth. Hurry up, spring. You have a lot of melting to do. In the meantime, I’ll just use some of the ubiquitous ice for my head.
