Thinker

Thinker

He felt that his head is puffing up from excess of thinking. He knew that he should finally relax, take a break from work, even if it is brainwork, supposedly, effortless. Pounding pressure agonized him, he felt as if it pushes his eyeballs.

–        Damn, my head is going to explode.

He have never before had that migraine. He needs to take a painkiller.

He stood in front of the mirror. He noticed that his face is purplish red and his eyes grotesquely goggled but from theirs corners…. Bloody tears trickled. The pain escalated.

Suddenly, the head exploded splashing the walls with a gray brain, red blood, jagged cuticle, kemps. He thought too much. The thinks no longer fit in the head…

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