you can't outrun your biology
For the last two days I have been laid up in bed by an old friend long thought forgotten. It appears that Gainesville does experience barometric shifts strong enough to adversely impact my sinuses... and once again, I find myself dizzily wandering into unconsciousness, hiding in oblivion until the pain stops. None of these bouts have been as bad as those from before the surgery. I haven't found myself incapable of standing or functioning as a rational human being, or choking down mysterious waves of nausea as the world swims before me... but it is a hell of a way to spend an otherwise sunny afternoon. It seems I have no choice: with the thunderheads on the horizon, I either wait until it rains and the waves of pressure pressure in my head are mercifully released - or I drink an inordinate amount of caffeine and stagger off the walls, full of a kinetic energy I can't quite seem to expend.