I’ve been having a sore throat for a week or so and I take cough syrup and some pastilles.
At 2 o’clock this morning I woke up. My palate was hurting like hell and I had the impression my teeth did as well. The back of my throat felt very irritated when swallowing.
I lay a while in the dark figuring out what to do.
A painkiller? No, I was pretty sure it would be useless.
I drank some water and felt how my palate was hurting more and more.
Got out of bed and opened my bedroom door carefully, trying not to make too much noise until I remembered Little A. wasn’t staying with me anymore, I had dropped her at her mother’s place a few hours ago. A sudden feeling of absolute loneliness engulfed me.
It was such fun this past week, coming home from work and finding Little A. at home, somebody waiting for me, happy to see me.
In the bathroom I didn’t find much except some pearls with lidocaine called Orofar and you take them for laryngitis or so.
I took two and went to the living room and sat down in front of my iMac. The pain in my mouth was now emitting, starting a mild headache.
The pearls melted in my mouth and I tried not to swallow so the product could do its work. Half an hour later the hurt was gone and I had created this image.
Why a hollow road? Maybe because I felt sleepy, dreamy or maybe I still feel my life is a long road with lots of bends and no arrival sign, where you can really enjoy what you have built up during your lifetime, in sight. Maybe for no reason at all, just a random pick out of my extensive image database.
I went back to bed.
Slept well not aware that I dreamt.
I feel fine this morning.