...and no Aspirin here.
I move my head to the right and to the left. I breathe deeply, nothing helps. I role my head. And I hope that it disappears. This pain. In my head.
Never ever travel without Aspirin.
I sip water. Shall this help.
It distracts me, to write.
It develops to a migraine. I moan and curse.
The picture on this post represents winter for me. Darkness, uniformity.
Disappear you headache, hush, hush.......I want to sleep.