A New Year

I stepped out onto the balcony, letting the cool air flow all around me as I leaned on the railing, listening to the chanting start up behind me. "Ten! Nine! Eight!"
I smile, looking out to the city below. It had been a good year. I could only hope that next year would be just as grand.
"Three. Two." One."
"Happy New Year." I whisper. 

-Inspiration from it being New Years Eve

The Paper

I gripped the small paper in my fist, hiding it from view. "Thanks." I say keeping a smile on my face though in reality I just wanted to dart for the nearest exit. This wasn't how it was supposed to go down, it shouldn't have gone this way. Yet here it was. And the paper was in my hands, like a ticking time bomb. And I had no idea how to properly diffuse it because I wasn't in a situation where I could. It was a trap, and one with no easy exit. How. How to escape. How to make it all good. 
I didn't know. I really didn't know. 

-Inspiration from an experience at work

Me: *is uncomfortable* Gah! I can’t write! I need to get comfortable!
Me: *is comfortable* Gah! I can’t write! *is getting sleepy from being too comfortable*

StakeOut?

I peeked out the blinds once more, frowning at the creeper van that was still parked in front of my house after a week. "What are you up to, Mr. Creeper Van?" I whispered, narrowing my eyes, trying to see if the curtains in the windows had twitched or not. Had they? It almost seemed like they were slightly swaying, yet...I hadn't really seen movement from this creepy vehicle the other times I checked. 

Maybe it was empty.

Maybe whoever was in it wanted me to think it was empty.

But the main question was. 

Why was it parked in front of my house?!

-Inspiration from as you guessed it. A creepy van parked in front of my house. 

Edge of Hearing

I strained to hear the faint words coming through the headset. 
But for the life of me, I couldn't comprehend what my coworker was saying.
The words were like the white noise generators, a distant humming, on the edge of hearing. I knew my coworker had said something. But he was so faint. I had no idea. 
"What was that?" I asked, cautiously turning up my volume a notch to see if it helped.
It didn't.
I tried again.
No change.
"Could you put the mic closer to your mouth? I can't hear you." I tried again.
To no avail.
Still very quiet.
Still on the edge of my hearing.
I couldn't comprehend it. Why? Why out of all of us at work, was he the only one I couldn't hear. It wasn't my end. It had to be his, yet he refused to alter anything, stubbornly stating that this was how it was always done.
But if it was how it was always done...why could I not hear him today?

-Inspiration from Work 

Slight One

I have a slight headache going currently.
Probably triggered by the slightly hectic day at work, but aggravated by taking a nap and sleeping tense. 
Hopefully it won't last too long and that I'll be able to relax it away. 

A Holiday Ache

I was hoping I wouldn't end up with a headache today.
But honestly, I'm not that surprised that I did.
It seems to be a Christmas thing really....*exhales* Though I wish it wouldn't be.

Today, the faint ache started with the sudden unexpected arrival of guests that we weren't...well expecting. And suddenly being put on the spot with having to interact with someone, especially when I'm not prepared mentally/energy wise....can mean that their energy can get to me and tense me up.

The faint ache was antagonized further with just wearing new things. Unfamiliar weights can cause the muscles to tense up and such.

Unfortunately a nap and meds haven't seemed to help it go away yet...
But I'm hoping a night of sleep will.
*fingers crossed*
 

WhiteOut

My hands went white on the steering wheel, my breath coming shallowly as I edged on the gas a little bit, trying to keep the red tail lights in front of me in sight. 
"Come on. Come on." I whispered, not wanting to be left alone in this snowstorm to try and navigate the snow covered roads. The snow was falling so quickly that the tire tracks were disappearing nearly as fast as they were being made. Hence why I wanted to get closer to the taillights in front of me. But if anything. They only seemed to be getting further, and I did not dare faster. Not with my lack of four wheel drive. "Please." I whisper. "Just let me get home safely." 

-Inspiration from driving home in a snowstorm.

Alone

She didn't know why she had bothered in the first place. It happened so often to her now...She should have just, stopped trying. Carrie slowly munched on a cracker, as she sat alone at the table, staring at the mound of food she'd bought for her Christmas party. A Christmas party where no one had shown up. She slumped further in her chair. Pointless. It was always pointless. But she'd hoped at least one other would show up. Usually someone did. But this year? Not a soul. No one cared for her. No one wanted her presents, no one wanted her food. No one wanted...to be around her. She pushed away from the table, moving to the presents wrapped under the tree. "Merry Christmas to me." She whispered, kneeling down to grab the first present. There was no point in letting it all go to waste, even if she had to celebrate alone. 

-Inspiration from missing friends. 

Curled Up

I shivered in the tiny hollow I'd found between two columns of a building. I was wearing all the clothes I owned, had my only blanket wrapped as tightly around me as possible, and it still felt like I was standing stark naked in the middle of a blizzard. Stupid wind. It had to make everything freezing cold. I slid down, crouching in a ball, my head resting on my knees, hoping that at least I would be able to find a measure of warmth this way. Less of me exposed to the wind, the less cold I'd be right? ...Hopefully that was right. I was shivering hard enough that I could barely think straight. But what other option did I have? This was the only shelter I'd been able to find before the storm hit. All I could do is wait it out. Wait it out and hope I survived it. 

-Inspiration from the heater going out. 

To Sing

I shrugged off my coat, my breath misting in the frozen air as I handed the coat over to the shivering performer. "Here."
His voice trailed off mid song. "Huh?" 
"You're cold." I stated bluntly. "Put this on and it will help your voice." I had no idea if that was actually true, but at least with a bit of extra padding on the man's thin frame, perhaps the song wouldn't waver so. 
He blinked, hesitantly taking it. "Thank you?" 
I shrugged. "Welcome." I mumbled. I jerked my thumb over my shoulder. "There's a little café two blocks down that's singer is sick tonight. If you want somewhere warm to sing, go in and ask for Teddy, he'll give you a chance."
The man's eyes widened and a smile broke out on his face. "That...thanks."
Again I shrugged. "Think nothing of it." I turned away. No reason for there to be two individuals shivering in the cold now was there? 

-Inspiration from random musings

Peaceful

The snow had begun to accumulate on top of my head, as I leaned out on the balcony, watching the flakes fall. I should have probably gone in ages ago. Yet, out here. Surrounded by white fluffy flakes that muffled noise to the point where I could barely hear the sirens in the distance, I felt...peace. I didn't want to leave it. Didn't want to go back inside, back into the warmth, but also into the high tension that had permeated into the walls of my home. At least, out here, I could pretend all was well, that all was bright. If...cold. Yet right now, Cold was perferable, because out here, I felt peace.

-Inspiration from it snowing outside

A Sudden Apperance from Self Pressure

At this point I'm wondering if I'm going to end up with a headache everyday because it sure feels like it. >.< *Exhales* 
Though surprisingly this particular one didn't show up until like a couple of hours ago.
So I can only guess that it's from my growing irritation that I basically spent all day on my computer with the intention to write and work on my fics...only to not do that. At all. Because I couldn't convince myself to write the words. I couldn't focus on a story to work on because I had too many to choose from. *exhales* The problems of self pressure I suppose.
*shakes head* It may also be from the tense atmosphere I'm in currently as one of my roomies is stressing over a laptop issue that she's experiencing and I'm probably sensing the chaotic energy involving that as well. *exhales*
Hopefully some meds and sleep will help it go away. Because I really don't want to wake up with a headache in the morning. 
*fingers crossed* 

Slightly There

I had a slight headache this morning at work.
Possibly from dealing with a coworker who's energy is sometimes...a bit much to handle.
But also because those headsets we have to wear to communicate can be rather antagonizing to my ear.
Thankfully, with a bit of distraction with work and such the headache went away. 
Woot!

slight headache makes it hard to think and post and....yah....these things need to go away.

CameraWork

I worked to keep the smile on my face as I held up the camera to take yet another photo the family had requested. It had to be like the tenth, and the line behind them was only growing longer as they requested time and time again for a do over. I could understand why they wanted to have the perfect family photo. But honestly...they should be satisfied with what I'd taken already. It wasn't like I could tell them no though, not when it was free, not when they'd asked and had been told that they could do more than one. So I kept the smile on my face with effort as I called out to them. "One, Two, Three. Cheese!" 

-Inspiration from taking pictures at work

Going

It was a matter of changing the environment. Getting the words that have been running around in my head for days out on paper. It was a matter of sitting differently, of relaxing, of being able to just...people watch.

It helped so much. To get out. To get away. 
As my muscles were tense this morning.
A faint headache threatened to become worse.
As I had once again somehow slept wrong. 
Yet being out and about. Moving. Acting...

It helped. 

Relax First

It was probably from trying to sleep when I was still tense from work. 
Sometimes taking a nap can help.
But if there's been too much on my mind, especially work related experiences, like dealing with difficult customers right before I'm off...
Then I tend to tense up while I'm sleeping.
And tensed up muscles leads to a slight headache when I wake up from dreams of trying to solve problems at work. *exhales* 
Thankfully some meds seems to have helped it so far.
We'll see if it sticks around or not though. 

Painful Wakeup

I had a headache when I woke up this morning.
I don't know why. 
I was comfortable.
Relaxed.
So it was either because I woke up too abruptly or I didn't get enough sleep and woke up at the wrong moment.

In any case
The headache didn't leave right away.
*exhales*
But thankfully it did fade when I took some Excedrin. 
Thankfully I didn't have to work my entire shift with an aching head.
Because that would not have been fun at all. 
*shakes head* 

Behind the Eyes

I ended up with a faint headache today.
I think it was mostly from being tired.
And probably from not eating enough food as once I sat down and actually ate something more substantial the headache disappeared a bit faster. 
It could also be a headache caused from stress because I had to leave my department in the hands of a complete greenie who has almost nil experience in dealing with my department sooo...
Yah.
Stress. Not enough food, not enough sleep.

At least I've remedied the food part.
Hopefully I can remedy the other two soon. 

Freedom

I straightened, my hand reaching back to feel my shoulder blades. "It's...gone." I whispered, my vision blurring. The weight that had been dragging me down...was gone. I felt...I felt as light as a feather, like if I wasn't careful I would float right into the sky. "It's....gone." I repeated, hugging myself, grinning. "It's gone!!" 

-Inspiration from not having a headache today.

Another One

Soo...while the headache I had the past couple of days was gone this morning....
*exhales*
Another one appeared this afternoon.

Was it tension? Probably.
Sensitivity to noise and light? Very likely.
Probably an 'after shock headache' from major one the past couple of days? Yah...that's my guess.

I mean there was a faint twinge towards midday.
Which probably could have been helped if I'd taken a real nap.
But I didn't.
And then the faint twinge was irritated with a car alarm that wouldn't stop.
With tension of being around people.
With an unfamiliar place.
Possibly with too sweet of a drink.
Honestly at this point who knows what all is contributing to my headache, what all will make it go away. 
*exhales*

Seriously...headache just needs to be good and go away.

Still Present but Fading

I have no idea what caused this major mind melt to happen. Like the headache was nuclear but not a big nuclear meltdown.
It was bad enough that the thing persisted for the entire day today (even after sleeping far more than I usually do) and refused to leave even while I was at work. *Exhales*

Thankfully, as I returned home from work today it did manage to go away.

But I'm still at a loss as to why it started....too much multitasking? Delayed stress reaction? Too much sleep? Too little sleep? Stressing abut writing? I do not know.
But it was one of those stubborn things that wouldn't go away no matter what I tried.
And I tried everything.

So it was really a matter of waiting it out.
And hoping that it doesn't come back tomorrow. 

Ended up with a nuclear headache. It's making thinking difficult and staring at the screen isn't a good idea.

Baby Headache

Slight headache today.
But I think it's just from being tired, slightly stressing, and just not resting enough.
We'll see.

Thankfully it's a baby one so hopefully it won't become anything major.

Leaving?

I ended up with a small headache after work today.
It came on as I was leaving the building.

So it's causation probably had something to do with finally having myself settle long enough to realize I should have been stressed.
*shakes head*
Who knows for sure though.....
Thankfully a bit of Excedrin has made it go away. 
So woot. 

No long term headache tonight. 

No.

I stared at the text in dismay. All my plans falling into dust as I read the words on the screen. You need to come in.  
But I didn't want to.
I wanted to relax.
To get a break from work.
To get away from my coworkers.
But due to being on call...I couldn't. I had to come in if needed. Plans or no plans. 
"I don't like you." I muttered, tossing my phone back onto my bed, before flopping face down into my pillow. Why? Why did they always need me? Couldn't they have asked someone else? But I knew, right now, there was no one else. 

-Inspiration from a conversation

Brain: ........
Me: So you know that writing thing?
Brain: ........
Me: We kinda should be doing that.....
Brain: .......
Me: Seriously! We should be writing!
Brain: ........
Me: *throws up hands* FINE! We won't write today. 
Brain: .......

Me: Okay, let’s write this one story idea—
Brain: HERE’S SEVEN MORE STORY IDEAS!!
Me: Oh, uhmm that’s nice but I want to write this one–
Brain: Did you say you wanted another one? Here’s TWO for good measure!
Me: But!
Brain: *pours out more ideas* 
Me: HEY!!!
Brain: Look at all the story ideas!! Aren’t they all amazing!
Me: *helpless under a pile of story ideas* BUT I CAN’T WRITE THEM ALL AT THE SAME TIME!! AGGGGHHHHHH!!!

Which Brother?

He gave me a look of disbelief. "I only have one brother."
Which was all well and good, but I had no idea who this person was or which brother he was referring to. "Cool, what's his name?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as he scoffed again. This guy obviously was full of himself if he continued to think I could read his mind and automatically know everyone's relation to each other.
He rolled his eyes. "It's Jeff." 
"Oh!" I smiled. Now I knew who he was referring to. "Mary and Phil's friend." 
He blinked. "Who?" 
Ah. Now it was my turn to raise an eyebrow. And he got annoyed at me because I didn't know who his brother was at first mention? How could he not know Jeff's friends? The ones he crashed on their couch for four months. "You know. Mary was my roommate and she worked with Jeff at the Hardware store."
"Oh." 
I could tell he didn't know who Mary was at all.
I silently sighed. 

-Inspiration from a work conversation

Brain: So we could do plot A where this and that happens.
Me: Okay yah we coul---
Brain: OR we could do plot B where this and that happens instead. 
Me: Oh, that's a good idea as well!
Brain: OR WE COULD DO BOTH TOGETHER!
Me: O.o umm...is that even possible? They're kinda diff--
Brain: BOTH PLOTS!!!
Me :*face palm*