My evening last night is unlikely to make a guide for what to do in Portland. Day 4: drop out of commission with a headache. Go to bed by 9.
A splitting headache? A brutal headache? A pounding headache? I think mine should be called a jouwnonwme headache. In other words, my head hurt to much to come up with a decent description.
I had a good morning yesterday. I checked out Powell books (as I mentioned yesterday) and went for a nice long exploratory bike ride. I was planning on checking out Forest Park today, riding to it and hiking in it. That plan has been scrapped. My head still has a background buzz (not a headache - a "bad brain day" buzz), so my new plan is to rest*.
Once again I'm really glad I have a nice porch, so I can still be outside most of the day. After a nice breakfast, I walked down the street to a coffee shop. It's going to have to be that sort of day.
* = optimistic me calls it rest. Pessimistic me says "do nothing".
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