About myself. All
this time, ever since I was a child, I believed I hated hot weather because it
made my head hurt worse than normal. I
thought that’s why summer depresses me.
Um, nope. My head has been just
fine for over a month now, nothing short of miraculous, and I still hate
summer. It’s the heat that depresses
me. Which means unless I find a way to
pack up and move someplace with shorter summers, there’s really not a heck of a
lot I can do about this.
Not having a constant migraine does mean I am more
functional this year than I’ve ever been in the summer so I suppose that’s a
good thing. Still, I’m a bit
disappointed. I know, I know. My head doesn’t hurt and that should be
enough, right? It is a truly wonderful
thing, to be sure. But I wanted
more. Silly me.
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