(And read the quote below if you don’t know why I’m saying “more”!)

It’s back to bed with me. The migraine, which is normally gone after I sleep through the night, feels as if it wants to reappear … it’s “lurking” just behind the eyes and I can feel it saying “Pick me! Pick me!”, being the 3rd grader who has all the answers but annoys every other school child in the class.

Hmmm.

Maybe that’s a bad metaphor. But it’s my migraine metaphor, and this is my party and I’ll use it if I want to, so there you go.
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