this morning #608.

this morning, since her persistent headaches had become a perfect pretense for getting out of all sorts of things, she decided she was well within her rights to call out sick from work & treat herself to a day of rest. she laid back on the couch & shut her eyes, the sun’s light casting shapes on the darkness inside her eyelids. lately, this was often the only activity her eyes could handle & her brain was already filled with so much activity that it felt ready to burst. something was broken & no amount of hoping seemed to help. maybe her doctor could prescribe something to balance out her levels. for now, deep breathing & a nap would have to suffice.