xxii
I’m driving, I don’t know where to, but I’m driving.
In this moment, I’m stuck here, and I realize that I’m not alone: it seems that there are other vehicles behind me, maybe a couple.
It’s dark and I have a bad headache that almost obfuscates my sights; it pulses so much in my temples that I need to close my eyes hoping that it could help to make its intensity decrease.
This attempt doesn’t have the hoped conclusion: the headache stays as it was, so strong to make me lose my orientation; I can’t understand anything, I don’t know where I am, nor I can remember the reason.
I see a few vehicles passing in front of me, as if they were overstepping an obstacle, then a shadow comes close.
Finally someone who might help me, I’m sick, it’s like a truck passed over me.
The shadow is ne
