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the recent series of events hasn't made for the most heartening journal entry; but for those who crave access to the mysterious happenings of my life:
the air-conditioning unit on my side of the house has been busted since last week. (they are- yes finally- coming by this afternoon to fix it). it's literally 85 degress in my room at all times- even with combined force of the ceiling fan with a smaller one by my bed side.
so as maybe you've guessed, i've been getting very little sleep. either waking up too early and too sweaty in my bed, or attempting -to garner the emotional durability needed- to sandwich myself in mom and dad's bed (which really i'm way to old for and hate doing, but the temptation of ac pulls me in). regardless, 6:00am and i'm jolted into waking life by a sharp pang in my lower left jaw. i stumble to the kitchen for aspirin/ibuprophen/
advil/norzone; god anything will do. just make it stop. yes, i underestimated the after effects of wisdom-tooth removal. the mouth is now the most delicate organ ever conceived and i become fixated by it. what if the holes never close; gaping, the tender pink exposed. it's too much.
(sleep is under-rated.)
the air-conditioning unit on my side of the house has been busted since last week. (they are- yes finally- coming by this afternoon to fix it). it's literally 85 degress in my room at all times- even with combined force of the ceiling fan with a smaller one by my bed side.
so as maybe you've guessed, i've been getting very little sleep. either waking up too early and too sweaty in my bed, or attempting -to garner the emotional durability needed- to sandwich myself in mom and dad's bed (which really i'm way to old for and hate doing, but the temptation of ac pulls me in). regardless, 6:00am and i'm jolted into waking life by a sharp pang in my lower left jaw. i stumble to the kitchen for aspirin/ibuprophen/
advil/norzone; god anything will do. just make it stop. yes, i underestimated the after effects of wisdom-tooth removal. the mouth is now the most delicate organ ever conceived and i become fixated by it. what if the holes never close; gaping, the tender pink exposed. it's too much.
(sleep is under-rated.)