HypnagogiaIt suddenly occurred to me that I haven’t had lunch yet.
“I usually don’t eat when I have migraine, you know.” said I.
“Oh. I didn’t know.”
“Well, I’m telling you now.”
I clutched my arms tighter around my midriff, glad to have enlightened someone.
“Who are you talking to?”
My eyes snapped opened.
Was that me talking to… me? Again?
I turned my head towards the clock. 2.48pm. Felt my head gingerly. Well, slight ache. The worst was over.