in the middle of history, i began to feel the all too familiar pins and needles on my thigh.
i wanted to stretch my legs, but my desk was restrictive, and i could only pull them forwards and backwards. backwards and forwards. hoping it would go away.
by the evening, the pain had intensified,
so i took my pills.
then i looked in the mirror and came face-to-face with a zombie!
fatigue and headaches all week, babey.
(i'm not sure where my health is going.)
but (one thing is for sure)
cinnamon rolls do the right thing. they dropkick kapow! physical drain.