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I’m writing this at a bit past 4am while I’m finally recovering from a terrible throbbing headache and nausea that only required three 500 mg caplets of Tylenol acetaminophen costing only a few cents to resolve. The headache was induced by running particularly hard this evening. I finished a continuous 12-mile run in 98 minutes without stopping to drink water, and didn’t drink or eat immediately after for recovery purposes since I didn’t feel tired, hungry, or dehydrated. It was a bad decision. As I write this, the pain is gradually fading as the Tylenol starts to kick in. I usually don’t take painkillers, but this was starting to keep me from sleeping.
Refugees and Migrants
I couldn’t help but think of the sick kids and people at the US southern border, or the refugees streaming out of Syria fleeing war, or even the “mere” economic migrants out of African countries trying to cross the Mediterranean. I also couldn’t help thinking of those who aren’t fleeing, but suffering silently in place without anyone else knowing about it.
I write about their suffering not to cast blame on any political party, politician, or law. I realize that there must be national borders as well as law and order. Furthermore, various groups of people may not mix well due to nationality, culture, religion, race, or world…
