Haloing

2/27/26

I had a headache that lasted the entire day yesterday. Technically, I think that counts as a migraine. It subsided in the evening a bit, but its dull throb persisted. I went to bed early in the hopes that would help.

It came back again today, but a little less sever. It is not debilitating, but it is ever-present. I’m sure I could drown myself in the amount of water I drank, but someone would have to hold my head in the bucket it filled.

If I had to guess it’s a side effect of my brain resetting from not smoking. I did have one cigar tonight, but that’s also because I’ve been constipated, too. Another side effect, I’m sure. The smoking did little to alleviate the latter, but it was nice to sit outside under the moon again. There was a soft haze in the sky, and you could see the ring of light haloing the celestial body above.

Marie and the kids did a movie night at her parents’ place. I stayed home to rest. Tomorrow I will do yard work.

I do not feel like writing much else. This too shall pass, I know. It is my brain healing itself. This is something I must—and will—endure. As much as I’ve gotten the better of my smoking habit, I know I will break it fully soon. It is just a matter of time, patience, and perseverance. Baby steps, as they say.

I love my family dearly,

• E.B.