Well the headache went away after about 48 hours, so we’re good to go now.
Where am I going? To the Straylight Run concert, of course!
Then tomorrow, I can get back to my two pitches, the forty-plus pages I need to letter, the short story I need to fix, the novel I have churning in my head, and preparations for this weekend.
Somebody just slip me a sleeping pill. I’d be better off in bed.