I See Weird Things

When I sit alone in a dark place with my eyes closed, I can see the pattern of my blindness. Shifting shapes fringe the top corners of my vision, rounding out my field of sight to something circular at the top. It's like tunnel vision, only not quite. Migraine auras are bizarre things. The spots almost seem like something I could reach up and scrape from my vision.

I suspect that if I could only get a half hour to myself, without interruption, that I could will the darned things away. But my breaks at work aren't structured that way. There aren't any quiet places I can escape to. The best I can manage is locking myself in a bathroom stall, but that's certainly not ideal. Neither is the building lunch room, since there's all sorts of people walking by, buying snacks, and chatting loudly.

I guess I just have to suck it up.

I already ate my last Advil. I hope it will last me until the end of my shift. Only three and half hours to go. Whee....