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Gray Matter

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...

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FletcherDodge said…
I've had that kind of sinus infection before. The kind where you wake up in the morning and your face is cemented to your pillow with dried snot.

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?

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