Medicated


Okay, I might have mentioned this before, but you know Pink Floyd’s Comfortably Numb?

That song does something to me. Transports me to another time, but also reminds me of the…hmm, I don’t know how to describe it.

If anyone reading this has been on medication, particularly pain and anxiety relievers, for an extended amount of time, maybe you understand. There is a feeling captured in that song. Or rather a lack of feeling that is difficult to describe. It truly is a comfortably numb feeling. Important things seem less significant, thoughts, feelings, life in general becomes hazy, and it doesn’t matter. You don’t miss clarity of thought. You’re comfortable.

Anyway, I don’t know why I’m thinking about this. Maybe because I’m back on pain meds since the surgery. Medication and I have a love/hate relationship. I woke up with the song in my mind, and the inability to focus on what I really need to be doing, so I figured I’d write about it. Get it out of my head so I can focus on other things. Thanks for giving me a sounding board.

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