Welcome to Insomniac's Central...where you can veg out when your body screams sleep and the mind ingnores it. I made a rather strong pot of Starbuck's House Blend, chuged 2 cups of it, and still can't sleep after taking a prescription sleeping pill. Hooray for Starbuck's!! Need I say that stuff is really potent?
Two major thoughts keep cycling through my mind. One is parathesia and the other is reconciliation. To make a needlessly long story short, my left index fingertip has been asleep for a day now. The $100 word that we learned in PA school for this sensation is parasthesia. It's pretty annoying. I'm hoping a little ice and some time will get the inflammation down so the pins and needles will stop. Note to self: when the fingers start to tingle because of carring really heavy grocery bags, shift the load--feeling is not garunteed to return.
I must have laid in bed for a good hour thinking of an old college friend. We left to go home after our freshman year on unsettled terms. I've never missed a dear friend so much. I only pray for the chance to relocate her and bring reconciliation to our frienship. There's this therapy technique called Theophostic therapy, it's really interesting. Apparantly I'll be trying it out next week. I'll let you know how it goes. I only mention it because maybe Jesus needs to do some work in my life with these old memories before I can continue searching to mend this relationship.
This game we play called Life, it sure is an interesting little stinker isn't it?
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