Kopfschmerzen
The slowly constricting tentacles of a migraine are wrapping around my left eye and worming their way through my stomach lining. Dizzying, blinding, sickening, writhing pain. Traces of what I saw minutes ago still burn against the plain white screen and even behind my eyelids crystalline sparkles grow and dissolve, pale green and orange against black. With each breath my body sways like a metronome of nausea. I lose time, and lose track of time, awash on a heaving ocean of anguish and sick.