IT IS THAT FEELING AGAIN

[摘要] I wake up from my afternoon sleep, and it is that feeling again so much similar to pain. A dark, intransigent, all-demanding pain, as if the head were a volcano that had just started threatening an eruption. Smoke, liquid-hot swirl of lava, congealing into one hard mass inside the skull’s intolerable walls. Migrest, Stemetil, Aquidrin— two each at a time, as if they were my staple food and I was hungry again. It is that close feeling. The body light like a feather, a dried-up leaf, a speck of pollen drifting in the spring air, as if it wasn’t there at all.

[学科分类] 呼吸医学