Here’s a strange thing about me – most people I know want to be alone when they feel bad or are sick. Not me.
I’ve had a headache all day, kind of a minor migraine, and there is nothing I want more right now than to have some cute guy taking care of me, running his fingers through my hair, massaging my temples, and tickling my neck with little kisses. Maybe massaging out the sore kink in my back. Then I’d like to fall asleep curled up beside him, like my dog does. Heck, I don’t think that’s too much to ask, is it?
I guess that with the odds being what they are, I’ll just continue to lay here in bed with a pillow over my eyes and pretend that I know some new-age relaxation techniques that will actually work. (I can’t remember the last time I actually relaxed, for real.)
Sucks to be so totally alone sometimes, you know?
Aww. Feeling better today, I hope?
“A Mighty Wind.”
Much, thanks for asking.
The ironic thing about migraines is that when you wake up the next morning and there’s no pain, it is possibly the most blissful feeling in the world. So I went to a movie. ::grin::
What did you see?