You know that stuff in my brain, that "whatever it is" that causes my bipolar condition?
Maybe if I blow hard enough, it'll come out.
God knows everything else in there is.
I have the honest-to-Pete worst sinus infection in the history of humankind.
You remember those Road Runner cartoons where the Coyote falls off a cliff and then his head gets pounded into the ground by an anvil? Welcome to my head. Specifically, my face. More specifically, my cheekbones. Like someone took a sledgehammer to them.
And you thought I was depressed before...
Maybe if I blow hard enough, it'll come out.
God knows everything else in there is.
I have the honest-to-Pete worst sinus infection in the history of humankind.
You remember those Road Runner cartoons where the Coyote falls off a cliff and then his head gets pounded into the ground by an anvil? Welcome to my head. Specifically, my face. More specifically, my cheekbones. Like someone took a sledgehammer to them.
And you thought I was depressed before...
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And it always forced me to ask this question: Why the hell do we even have sinuses? I mean, what are they good for? What biological purpose do they serve other than as a repository for thick greenish-yellow mucus?