It now feels like it should up here in the
Frozen North.
Brutal cold with a wind chill harsh enough it as if skin can so easily be
peeled off your
face.
Day two of a crippling headache. Drank water by the pitcherful hoping that I was having dehydration problems, but no such luck. I stopped taking the painkillers as they didn’t seem to make a dent in the pain anyway. Even now my vision is slightly lighter than it should be and little phantom silver firetrucks pace across my line of sight now and again. I’m beginning to worry.
No call from beautiful girl today. I had hoped to hear from her but no such luck. Thought about getting drunk, but with a headache and fever it didn’t seem like such a good idea.
Tonight slow jazz and water is all I have to keep me busy. There is some formal event downtown, I caught a glimpse of a woman in a red slink-dress and high heels trying to walk in the snow. I can't concentrate.