Here comes the train...

...It's approaching. Faster and faster. There's nothing that I can do really, just brace myself for what is to come. I blink, hoping it will go away. My vision clouds, encroaches inwards. The tunnel narrows marginally, and I feel the pounding starting. Slowly, surrounding noises, everyday noises, seem much louder as I focus on them. The light is blinding me.

I

HATE

MIGRAINES.


I think I'm going home early. I need to sleep. And see Chris tonight :)

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~Molly