Every Blooming Afternoon

Going on I don't know how long now...a month? Two? (Maybe split the difference and say six weeks.) I am so tired of the afternoon almost migraine. Doesn't seem to matter if it's hot (though it's slightly less on cooler days). If I've been out or stayed in. If I've read or not. If I've worn my glasses or not. If I slept the night before or not....you get the idea.

I'm beginning to hate the afternoon.

With a passion.

I will now go and crawl into a dark hole somewhere and moan.


Lynellen said...

you need a pressure-stable bubble to live in.

beth said...

I do. Do you have a spare?