I got a migraine last night and nearly hurled. The most comfortable position I found was standing against a door frame with my head against the wood. It felt good for some reason. When I get a migraine my brain moves thoughts at light speed. It’s sort of what you see on the TV show “Chuck” when he has his flashback-head-thingy and he sees 1000 images in 1 second. That’s the best way to describe it. Oddly enough, I was quoting John 1:1-14 over and over again in my head… like the dude in the pych ward was quoting the numbers 8, 15, 16, 23, 42 on LOST. It was pretty obsessive, but certainly comforting… The Word became flesh. Jesus knows the feeling. Word.