Mar 01, 2008 07:50
Fever dreams are fucked up. On thursday, when the first wave hit, I was half convinced I was an alien mutagen being watched by the government. I tried to talk myself out of it, and it would work up to a point, but then something would flash in the corner of my eye and I was back to trying to escape the conspiracy.
I ended up sleeping on the bathroom floor because it felt "safer". Don't ask me why.
Last night was better. I kept waking up, but at least I wasn't abnormally paranoid. My fever's gone as of this morning, so I'm hoping I'm all better.
life?