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I’m driving, I don’t know where I’m going and, right now I’m stuck somewhere.
I have a bad headache that makes me see things obfuscated. I think that it’s like someone hitting you at the head with a strong and resistant piece of wood: in some cases, you couldn’t even realize, and you would remember only the hit, and all happened before goes in the oblivion.
I feel like that, I don’t understand anything of what happened to me, but everything makes me think that I got hit on my head.
By who or by what?
Many light beams pass by me at different speeds and I’m forced to close my eyes for the peeve.
The windows of my car are closed, but the air from outside still comes in the cockpit, as draughts, maybe going through the joints of the door and the windows which are not hermetically
