Sea of Aches

There’s a man inside my head. Well, there’s many people inside my head. But… there’s a man inside my head. If one were to hold out one’s left hand make an upper case “C” with one’s thumb and pointer finger, that would be the size of him. He’s quite strong as well. He is angry. He is swinging a sledgehammer. He’s banging on the inside of my skull. He’s been doing this every August for the better part of thirty years now. He doesn’t know it, but he can’t get out that way. Heads too hard.