I've been sick since Thursday. Just a stupid head cold, but it knocked me flat. Thursday I called in sick to work and slept most of the day away. Friday, I went in and was sent home on account of looking flushed at 12:30, and came home and slept. Today, I slept until about 10 am, a full 11 hours after I went to bed. Last night was especially weird. In addition to feeling totally dried out despite sleeping all of 3 feet from a humidifier, I had such vivid dreams that I spent no small amount of time this morning sorting them out from reality. I dreamed I met a realtor, who's picture I've seen, and who I spoke to on the phone yesterday (or the day before, depending on how/when/if you sleep). In my dream he was tanner than his picture, and had many more lines in his face. His handshake was firm, and he was very sweet. I also dreamed that I left my mail in the mailbox and this was somehow a source of embarassment for me. I woke up seeing the rubber band that bound my mail together, and remembering the lines on the back of the magazine it covered, making it hard to read. I also dreamed I went grocery shopping and remembered thinking that since I was sick I should be sure to bag every mushroom I touched. I only realized that was a dream when I tried to cook mushrooms tonight and there were none.
And now it's 5 am. I haven't slept since my nap this afternoon. I feel mostly better - the cement seems to have left my sinuses - but I don't know how to get back to sleep. And if I do, I don't know that I have my faculties intact (holden who?) enough to separate the dreaming from the living.
At least Buddy still snores.
And now it's 5 am. I haven't slept since my nap this afternoon. I feel mostly better - the cement seems to have left my sinuses - but I don't know how to get back to sleep. And if I do, I don't know that I have my faculties intact (holden who?) enough to separate the dreaming from the living.
At least Buddy still snores.