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Please understand that photos of things taken at World Market will eventually end up as photos of things I've purchased for my apartment...

But on a more serious note.

I just want to say sorry.

Sunday I checked the weather like I normally do. I glanced at the extended forecast and saw we'd be getting some storms at the end of the week.

I cringed.

I had plans.

For today.

Actual plans that I actually was looking forward to.

I woke up this morning and I felt good. I didn't even have to plug in my diffuser to ward off fatigue.

Then as I began my short drive to work, the first painful twinge struck behind my eye.

All I could think was that if I just took enough deep breaths, it would subside.

Then the tingling in my head began. And a funny pain in my stomach (still can't explain this one but oh well).

So I canceled my plans.

It wasn't long before my words were no longer coming out right.

By mid afternoon, you could see my mood had dropped dramatically. Maybe I looked angry. Maybe I looked sad. But you could see it, that's for sure.

Today was a good day at work. I got a lot done and made some decent sales. But this storm system hovering over Minnesota and Wisconsin, decided that today, all I'd get was work.

Now the fatigue has kicked in full throttle.

My eyes are heavy.

I don't want to turn on my TV, because it'll probably be too loud.

I can't get warm. Something about the chills running down my spine, make any amount of blankets and layers, not quite enough. Pretty sure my toes could pass as popsicles. Makes me wonder if I even produce heat to begin with.

In all honesty, I miss my old Migraine app. It used to give me a five day "migraine forecast" that would predict, quite accurately, the percentage of likelihood that'd I'd have a migraine.

That app has been shut down for a few months now, and I just get to try and figure it out all on my own... usually only a few hours before whatever plans I've went out on a whim and created.

So, I'm sorry.

I feel guilty. Because next week, there may be another storm, and another set of canceled plans.

And I'm sick of this cycle.

A.

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