There r many types of bloggers. ones who write for no reason, many who do trial blog runs, most wish to give away information but i started writing again cos im in pain.
Pain has many dimensions personal,professional and medical but luckily all of them originate,circulate and finally culminate in the head. So then why did i say lucky, cos whatever pain u have in life u really know what 2 fix, its just ur damn head really.
my axis of pain is in all those dimensions, a personal pain in the form of a know it all wife, a professional pain in the form of a defunct business and a medical pain as constant sometimes unending series of headaches.
i was able to deal with all 3 dimensions up until last week when i clearly noticed a tiny lump the size of a pea smashed by a roadroller on its way to building Rome on an already tarred road.how could a tiny lump that size ruin a man's wisdom , well not unless if it was at the wisdom spot itself. yes it does matter, at least to my head it seems to matter, not all of my remaining head is able to conquer this blur and put it aside and banish it for life.
so i have been dosing up my best set of friends, anti depressants, the entire of last week in hope that it will not only needle away the pain but also takeover the banishing job from the rest of my head and put this one away. Prothiaden the drug has been my loyal admiral for almost 2 years now whenever the enemy in my head calls for battle. I have won many a battles alongside my marshal trooper Prothiaden but the war is always on.There is a distinct difference between this battle and the earlier ones in the sense that im dosing up a real depressed quantity of Prothiaden every single day just to continue this battle.while i sleep dreaming about unreal stuff from resting under a set of palm trees wearing my shades and surrounded by the blue ocean to other lethal dreams like falling head first inside a submerged drained out well aka "the ring" or personal plots like riding a Harley inside a hijacked aeroplane, now how funny is that, while i sleep dreaming Prothiaded probably takes charge to keep the demons in my head from crossing the road. However this time iam not able to wake up to a peaceful existence how much ever i try and the enemy wants more and this time the enemy probably wants in bigtime. I hope the enemy in my head is all chips in this time cos im calling its bluff and loading up more of ADs cos something tells me im gonna turn around kick this one in its effen gut so hard it is gonna go limping away holding the folds of its fat stomach.Had this one before and gonna have it one more time. lets fight loser.
