Thursday, June 06, 2013
Every morning I wake up in pain. I try to sleep in later. It prevents me from morning exercise. I wrestle with the headache. Sometimes it lessens. Eventually I have to get up anyway, especially because my dreams are littered with stress and tension, and my hands fall asleep from odd sleeping angles. When my hands fall asleep, it wakes me up.
I think I need more exercise medicine.
I want every day to be a good day instead of a painful day.