I've decided to enjoy my migraines. This one began two days ago and in that time, at no extra expense, I've experienced flashing green and white lights, as if some deep yoga had awoken the kundalini or as if I'd seen Lucy herself all decked out in diamonds.
I also drift though the day, aware that people are saying things to me and that I'm responding, I think with perfect sense. I smile inwardly with the crafty glee of the tipsy, knowing I've managed to pull a fast one on everyone and have got away with it.
My fingers tingle, my head feels as if it's on fire and I feel grateful for the dark curtains and the thought that today I have to go nowhere and meet no one. I'm going to lie in bed and watch the fireworks.