I woke up with a migraine today. It has been awhile since I’ve woken up with a headache. This time I feel I am to blame. I stayed up too late last night and this is my punishment. If any of you saw me around town today, you probably heard about it. I like to talk to people around town and there’s always someone I know up at the Red Leaf ready to indulge my need to gossip.
Back to the cause of my headache. As I wrote about last week, I’ve recently moved into my new home in Albert Lea. Well part of my reason for choosing Albert Lea, outside of the fact that my brother works there, is because I have many friends in both Austin and Albert Lea.
My brother and I have a friend who literally comes over everyday when we all get done with work. We hang out and play video games, and do whatever else we have to do. He helped us move without even being asked and did not complain one time.
Back to my other friends in Austin. I play a card game called Magic the Gathering and most of my friends who play the game either live in Albert Lea or Austin. Well recently a couple moved to town and opened up a game shop in Austin. As you would bet, I befriended them before they even started moving in. Anyways, to get to the point of my headache, I stayed too late in Austin hanging out at the magic shop, talking and playing magic Wednesday night.
I doubt I’m the only one who gets migraines, but often times if I stay up too late, the next morning I am doomed for a headache. My dad, a concerned parent, asked if I was drinking. I would think he would know I’m not particularly fond of alcoholic beverages, not to mention I’m still underage. But I wasn’t drinking, I just get headaches from staying awake too long. Last night I went to bed two hours earlier than Wednesday night and viola, no headache in the morning.
I was thinking, as I come back to this column for the third or fourth time, or more accurately I was chuckling to myself as I read some of my older writings from past journal entries. I heard somewhere that Abraham Lincoln would write letters to people when he was upset with them, but would never send them. I feel like I understand why he did that. After reading some of my older entries, I am very glad I never spoke up about some of my frustrations. Sometimes, probably more often than not, I learn more when I keep my mouth shut.
Thought for the week: Thank you for taking the time out of your day to read the my column and the rest of the newspaper, we really do appreciate all of readers here at the paper. Without you there would be no one to read my obnoxious writing every week!