Why does barometirc pressure wield such power?
The sky is clear and bright blue. The oak leaves quiver at branch tip in the gentle breeze. Looks like a glorious August day. Is, in fact, a glorious August day, and yet I am sluggish, sleepy as if drugged by some unknown concoction. What, I wonder is the barometric pressure? Did it spike? or drop drastically? Am I reacting on a cellular level to an unseen, yet powerful, force?
My hope is to battle the sleepy-headed slug with hydration. Will it work? I don't know.
In the interest of accurate record keeping, I do not have a migraine (I say with gratitude). If I spend any time in the sun, though, my head begins to throb as if my blood vessels have to work to hard in the heat.
I fell into a 35 minute nap, unintentionally. I sat down after lunch intending to knit, but feel asleep nearly instantly upon sitting. I am not a nap taker. I do not easily fall asleep by day or night. In fact I struggle with falling asleep at 'bedtime' and if I awaken during the night.
My hope is to battle the sleepy-headed slug with hydration. Will it work? I don't know.
In the interest of accurate record keeping, I do not have a migraine (I say with gratitude). If I spend any time in the sun, though, my head begins to throb as if my blood vessels have to work to hard in the heat.
I fell into a 35 minute nap, unintentionally. I sat down after lunch intending to knit, but feel asleep nearly instantly upon sitting. I am not a nap taker. I do not easily fall asleep by day or night. In fact I struggle with falling asleep at 'bedtime' and if I awaken during the night.
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