Woes and cheers.

Owwww. I want this hurricane to MOVE OUT, because the low pressure is screwing with my sinuses like nothing else. Like many people, the roots of my teeth are close enough to the sinuses in my cheeks to turn blockage there into exquisite pain along the upper teeth, and I get the rarer bonus referred pain to the lower teeth on that side. So basically the left half of my mouth has been in agony all day, with a couple half-hour exceptions where the decongestants have been in the bloodstream long enough to start working but not long enough to start wearing off.*

I suppose it could be an infection, too. It's a holiday; lord knows my body doesn't like to let one of those go by without acknowledging it with germs.

On a more cheerful note, on my way home this evening two tween girls were standing in their yard waving at every car that passed by. Although I remain committed to hermitism, most days I like the practice of waving or saying hello to people one passes in the street. It's impersonal to the point where it provides next to no return on investment, because likely you'll never or only rarely see that person again. So when people do it, it's done entirely out of an urge to say, "I acknowledge you, fellow human! We are on this planet together, breathing the same air, frequenting the same landmass, and I am okay with this situation!" And that acknowledgement feels good.


* You would think that by now, someone would've developed a better method to clear away mucous. Some kind of vacuum device, perhaps.