It's nearly 3 am. I have been awake for a couple of hours with a really bad hadache. I have to get up early tomorrow for a phone conference followed by a lunch meeting.
My head is killing me and the frustration about not being able to sleep is killing me too.
Kif is confused. He doesn't understand why I'm up in the middle of the night. He's lying on my chest, one paw on each side of my neck, licking my cheeks and seems to be saying "I can sense something's not right but I don't know how to help you."
I went for a massage today. It really hurt as she kneeded my neck muscles. I wonder if that has something to do with my pounding head or if it's simply stress? Whatever the cause it's bloody killing me.
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