May 08, 2006 07:24
mm... some dreams only make sense when your mind is completely gone. Essentially... I was dreaming about getting ready for/fighting a war... but... someone else was in charge so I didn't have to worry about what to do at all... and it was very much about magic and the soul and winning the war by gaining enlightenment first... (I think)... and there was lots of tossing and turning and feeling like I was nice and warm but knowing it felt more like I was on fire... lots of half-awake-ness.
Finally forcing myself to take off the sweat pants I wore to bed and open the window and lay on top of the covers and there was lots of tossing, turning, coughing, confusion.
About 6 am I finally woke up enough to get out of bed, take my temperature, realize 101.3 wasn't cool and could possibly be down from earlier, and take some medicine. Then I couldn't really fall back asleep so I continued to lay in bed sort of tossing, turning, and coughing.
I don't like being sick.
I don't like being sick while I'm at school and have to work.
Being sick is only okay when you can lay at home and have Mom/someone who loves you take care of you while you just concentrate on resting.
Okay. I'm done. Time to get dressed and get ready to go take my Animal Behavior midterm.