Look at these gorgeous pumpkins, aren’t they just perfect? I really do love this time of year.
On Wednesday morning, I woke up with a splitting migraine. I’ve had them ever since I was around 11 years old, in varying degrees of severity and frequency. (For anyone counting, that means I’ve experienced migraines for more than half of my life.) In grade 12 (senior year of high school), I had one that lasted 3 weeks straight and that was pretty much hell on Earth.
On the plus side, I’ve has the migraines pretty much under control for about a year and a half. I still get them occasionally, but usually they’re not as severe as they once were. Wednesday was an exception to this.
I think it was my body’s way of tell me to slow down. Also, it had been cold and rainy here the past few days, but very humid. I find that when we have that kind of weather I’m more prone to them. It’s kind of a double whammy - weather + stress and I get knocked out. In this particular the migraine basically forced me back to sleep for an extra 7 hours. (Sometimes there’s also the trifecta of migraine - PMS added into the combination, when that happens, I’m usually screwed).
When I finally woke up from my extended slumber, I felt groggy but I really wanted to go for a walk to clear my head. It wasn’t raining anymore, but it was very dark, a bit foggy and the sky was completely grey. I also was nursing what I like to call my migraine handgover, but apparently the technical medical name for the phenomenon is postdrome.
When I experience postdrome, it’s hard to explain or really to put into words. Everything feels very dreamlike and kind of ethereal. I feel a mixed emotion somewhere between depersonalization and euphoria, but the entire world looks very beautiful. I also sometimes get really strong food cravings - this time it happened to be my #1 weakness, which is dark chocolate. The craving combined with craving fresh air meant one thing, time for a walk.
I decided to go for a wander down to the nearby Distillery District to get some chocolate from Soma, which is pretty much the most delicious stuff in the universe.
Anyway, this has all been a bit of a long-winded preamble to explain the state of mind I was in when I took these photos.
The pumpkins were just so lovely, perfect and magical - they looked like they fell right out a dream or fairytale.
It’s funny to even think of it this way, but had I not woken up with a migraine of doom, I probably wouldn’t have seen them at all. I would have been at work until dark and then come. It’s funny how even the worst experiences (in this case, extreme physical pain/sickness) can sometimes have silver linings along the way.