Relatively speaking

Last night I had a headache so bad that for a while I couldn't see. It hurt in parts of my head that I usually don't pay any attention to. For a period of time, all I was could think of was what felt like my sphenoid and occitipal bones 1 , and the screaming line of rusty barbed wire that connected them.

So it was with some trepidation that I considered my status today. For the first couple of hours I was awake, I don't think my head hurt. But the memory of it was so fresh that I couldn't be sure. I'd like to think this will make me more of the days when when I wake up and feel fine. But it's a damn easy thing to get to taking that for granted. So for now, yes, things are okay. I'm feeling no pain in the traditional sense 2 , and it's alllll right.

1. No, I didn't know what they were called until I looked them up today. Skulls are really complicated on the inside.
2. As in, no unusual discomfort, and not the slangy term for inebriation. People still say that, right? C'mon, someone else has to remember Gordon Lightfoot's 1974 hit?

Sundown?

Anyone?