I don’t want to give anyone this headache. It isn’t actually a migraine, more of a tension headache. At least that is what it was when it started. Now, it has moved to the sides and feels like there is a fungus between my skull and my brain. I know that doesn’t really communicate well, but there it is. I don’t know how to describe it. I’m going to try going to bed early. Maybe sleep will help.
I’m watching the hurricanes. Earl has missed us (I hope Neets family was able to all gather together), Fiona is missing us. There is Tropical depression Gaston. I can’t tell where it is going.
I don’t want a destructive hurricane. I do want a three or four day soaking rain.