I woke at 4:00 a.m. with my head pounding and got up to take what medication I had in the house that I could take… none of which was for migraines because I was out.
For most of the day, even after I picked them up and took a dose, I battled that damn headache.
I did, however, manage to get out to see the horses after I had taken a dose and thankfully things had started to subside. I even had to dig my sunglasses out in order to tolerate the light and the drive.
I sorted through a few papers, found what I need to try to put together the next story for the paper and filed away some more of the pages of notes I had written on my recent work in progress.
I am still feeling very emotional about that coming to an abrupt end on Thursday evening. I guess I will never get used to that.
I’m wondering if my body was just telling me that I needed that break. I had worked so hard Wednesday and Thursday and then I had to go to work on Friday so I didn’t have a single chance to start mourning my loss.
The great thing is, in reality, these characters need to stay with me through the editing process. There’s no choice… they need to continue to tell their story… they need to help me with the changes… especially those who asked for their story to be changed from the original plan.
But I’m extremely tired… feeling exhausted really so I think to night will be an early night.
I will do my best tomorrow to write in the morning like I always do on Sundays with hopes that I can come up with something with a little more substance than I have the last couple of days as I have gone through the usual emotions!