Slowly emerging from sleep. Christmas morning is here. Some migraines still shock me, and this is one. I have taken medicine, and I’ve placed ice all over my head and neck.

Analyzing the migraine that is Christmas morning… it’s like an irate parasite climbing up the left of my spinal cord, into the very center of my brain… reaching out through my right temple and left occipital.

This Christmas migraine is colors and sparks and electricity and fire. And my neck is so tender and sore from the weight of my enraged brain.

This is an all-body experience… Every part of my body is aching, wounded, and in pain.

Dear Christmas Migraine, please release me.