I Hate Weather

I Hate Weather

I’ve had a headache for days.  It’s interfered with my sleep, I haven’t enjoyed things I usually do, and it happens every time it’s going to snow or rain.  The worse it is, the worse the weather will be.  And if it’s a slow-moving system, the headache can last and last.  The weather forecast here is finally predicting snow, but I was predicting it days ago.  It feels as if someone is pressing his thumbs into my temples, and trying to pry my skull apart with fingers down the center of the top of my head.  Even with painkillers, the pressure is there, and I can feel my pulse pounding in my temples and ears.  This stupid snow isn’t supposed to start until tomorrow or Saturday.  The headache won’t fo away until it does.