At 11.20am Sept 12, 2010, I contemplated turning on the heat. Instead I put on a scarf and filled a hot water bottle and made a pot of tea. It’s been a while since I made a perfect cup of tea and I am surprised to report that this cup perfecto came from two Bewleys teabags.  Then I remembered that the woman who gave me these teabags is my most musical friend and therefore I should not have been surprised at what they might brew.

The headache was on a 12 hour cycle. It woke me again at 3am until 7am. But so far today since 10am it is gone. It was a valuable experience.

At the height of the headache this question occurred to me: why do some people hate not just a person, but they hate ahead of that person, behind them and to the East and West of them. Rather than being told more of what you hate I’d prefer to hear why you hate, which, of course, is anywhere but ahead, behind, East and West. It’s the territory of Underneath.