It Lies in Slumber.

Despite the amount of abuse I subject myself to, I rarely get sick. Yesterday I had a killer headache. I’ve never had one that bad before. I figured I must be slightly underfed or dehydrated yesterday, busy whirling around town with errands. Food and water deficiency explains a whole lot of things that could be wrong with me such as bad moods and even typhoid. Or I could have breathed in god knows what ancient strain of bacteria lurking in zee institute’s* library.

I can’t stand being medicated so i rode through it, hoping sleep would cure it. I managed to catch some sleep in the morning and in the evening which somehow made it even worse. To top it off, I had these very strange vividly colorful dreams: grandmothers in bright red dresses, a blue and red city hovering on stilts over a bay, steel spindles stretching out into the sky in intricate patterns and pretty Japanese mini cakes/dessert thingies. The content of the dream was rather disconcerting. Uh.. let’s not go into that.

I left my phone at home, didn’t check the internets and avoided the TV. Well it works! I’m alright today with a stack of email waiting for me. Ah reality. Here we go again.

Oh it turns out we’re not leaving today!