xxvi
I’m driving, I don’t know where I’m going. The darkness wrapped me and, from the outside, some fresh air comes in from a slightly lowered window.
I’m still, I don’t know why, and my head really hurts.
I should take a painkiller, but I don’t have one with me. I make a mistake not to always carry some with my and I should decide to make it become a habit.
What matters is that I don’t have it now and I need it.
My temples pulse, with the pain that swings from right to left and vice versa.
I see a shadow coming from behind, in my direction: if only I could catch its attention…
“Sorry, do you have a painkiller to make my headache go away?”, I ask immediately.
I realize that, even if he’s close, I can’t see his face.
The shadow moves the right hand up and down. He’s waving…. Or wha
