It started yesterday as a twinge, a small hint of pressure --

October 24th, 2013, 9am

You know, where the furthest extent of your jaw bone connects with your skull.

This time it pulled me into a brisk and hazily sunlit room at daybreak. The electric pulsations had migrated closer to my temple. With x-acto blade precision they struck with the rhythm of my heartbeat.

I laid there amongst the warmth of down comforters, terry-cloth pillows, and the heat of another in slumber — an otherwise ideal circumstance — and purposefully bit the insides of my cheeks to no effect.

Looking at the insides of my eyelids, in an attempt to close myself off from all outside auditory and visual sensation, I began the push. In a moment of intense focus, in pin-pointing the locus of this vessel blockage — as if willing the blood-flow to increase its rate through my veins — I willed the plasma and oxygen-filled cells to progress.

Micrometer by micrometer the sting worked its way closer to my ear, and just as I thought I had discovered a new personal dharma, a (likely giant) crow cawed to pull me out of my trance.

Just a twinge.

sophie, Sel and Cassie said thanks.

Share this moment

Johnny Linnert

I seem to be a verb

Create a free account

Have an account? Sign in.

Sign up with Facebook