It's exactly 0400 at this minute. I had to remove myself from my bedroom. Between the noises and sounds, Hershey snoring like a damned Man and my wife snoring away - I am about to loose my dad blasted mind!
There's a gag in the center of my throat. There has been productive nausea this week end. Not today. I still burp thinking it helps my nausea. If it works - work it type of thing.
The dizziness is a six at this moment. A greater than tipsy dizzy. Intoxicated dizzy like.
I am here attempting to disengage. Listening to some Tanya Tucker and enjoying her voice tickling my one ear hole to the brain. Even Tanya can not drown out the sounds of thunder - there isn't any storms nor thunder out. I have listened to the cicadas, crickets, frogs and alligators long enough...
...I have eaten another Pretty in Pink Pill. So far there has been no affect or relief in assisting with the curbing of this damned noise and dizziness.
There is a part of me who is sleepy and there's a piece of me that's angry. How am I to rest with the volume in my head turned up so loud and have no dial with which to lower this racket.
I meant to mention earlier that this right ear continues to "pop" randomly. Sometimes these pops are very loud and startling. I move along. What else is there for me to do?
I wish I could hear my Kinfolk and Kindred voices as clearly as the noise between these ears...
...just saying.
Fucking Meniere's!
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