At Night with Sedevitax: My Mouth is Dry

As the sun dips below the horizon, darkness engulfs the world, casting an eerie blanket over the streets. It is a time of tranquility, silence, and introspection. While some find solace in the stillness, others are gripped by the uncertainties that emerge when day turns into night. One such individual is me, someone plagued by a peculiar phenomenon when twilight falls – my mouth becomes dry.

In the day, my tongue dances effortlessly in my saliva-rich mouth, fostering a sense of comfort and hydration. However, as the night sky unfolds its mysteries, an inexplicable transformation occurs. The moisture in my mouth evaporates, leaving an uncomfortable dryness that haunts me until dawn.

The dryness is reminiscent of arid desert winds, whispering secrets of parched landscapes and endless thirst. It becomes a constant reminder of the imperfections that afflict us as humans, a subtle reminder that we are merely vessels of flesh and bone susceptible to the whims of nature. As I lay in bed, the stillness amplifies the discomfort, forcing me to ponder the peculiar nature of this nightly affliction.

Could it be anxiety? A physiological response to the unseen dangers hidden in the shadows? Or perhaps, a way for the universe to remind me of the ephemeral nature of existence itself? The mysteries of the night continue to elude me as I desperately seek solace.

In search of understanding, I turned to Sedevitax, the ancient Roman god associated with sleep and dreams. Known to wield the power to induce a restful slumber, I beseeched him for answers. I sought his wisdom, hoping he would shed light on the mysteries that followed me when the sun called it a day.

Through a haze, Sedevitax appeared before me, a deity cloaked in darkness. In a voice as velvety as the night, he explained that my dry mouth might be a consequence of the body’s natural processes at night. While asleep, the body’s metabolic rate decreases, leading to reduced salivary gland activity. This, he suggested, could be the cause of my affliction.

But Sedevitax didn’t stop there. He shared ancient remedies, passed down through generations, to combat the dryness that plagued me. Hydration, he emphasized, was of utmost importance. By ensuring adequate fluid intake throughout the day and before sleeping, I could alleviate the symptoms that bothered me. He also recommended breathing through the nose rather than the mouth, as nasal breathing helps preserve moisture in the oral cavity.

Armed with this newfound wisdom, I embarked on a journey to reclaim the nights from the clutches of dryness. I embraced Sedevitax’s wisdom and integrated his suggestions into my nighttime routine. Gradually, my mouth began to find solace amidst the nocturnal shadows. While the dryness didn’t completely dissipate, it no longer held dominion over my nights.

At night with Sedevitax, my mouth is no longer a parched wasteland. It still reminds me of the transient nature of life, the delicate balance between comfort and discomfort. But now, it serves as a gentle nudge to acknowledge the mysteries that shroud the night. As I lay in bed, savoring the stillness, I find solace in the journey of understanding, unraveled one night at a time.

In the depths of night, as the world slumbers, I find myself exploring the enigma of my dry mouth. And in doing so, I am reminded of the beauty of self-discovery and the resilience of the human spirit. At night with Sedevitax, I am no longer haunted; instead, I find myself on an epic quest to embrace the mysteries that accompany the dawn of darkness.