Ghost Headache.

Today a headache decided to give me a little visit. I have the teeniest feeling it might've been stress related. It might've been because one of my best friends is moving away. Or, wait, maybe because my friend is in the hospital and I'm still sitting on the fact that she might not be totally okay. Or, even better, maybe because it's the middle of senior year and i'm losing my mind because everything is deciding to fall apart all at once. There's a few other fun factors that could be the cause of my friend the headache, but I won't bore you. 

So anyway, I killed off the headache with a little thing called Excedrin. In fact, there was nothing little about it. Today I will freely admit I was a borderline pill popper. Hooray for being a druggie for a day. 

Now I've got this annoying remnant of a headache. My mom calls them ghost headaches. Like it was alive but I killed it. Well, to be specific the forty seven pounds of excedrin killed it. So now my friend the headache is gone and tomorrow I get to go back to school and finish off the week, face reality, shoot myself in the head, however you want to put it. I think i'd take the headache.