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l33tminion) wrote2009-11-17 07:47 am
l33tminion) wrote2009-11-17 07:47 am
H1N1?
Still very sick with a fever of 101.9°F. Not necessarily Swine Flu, but it's going around, and I'm vaccinated against other common forms this year. At least my sleep last night was better than the previous night: Though I was shivering and sweating, I did manage to eke out a few hours of solid sleep, if plagued by bizarre dreams.
First, I dreamed I was in a world where communication had lost all meaning, but people were incapable of realizing this so they muddled along on a mash of convention, habit, and whatever silly ideas popped into their mind. The dream was repetitive, and I had a feeling of powerlessness, though I'm not sure if that was because I was in the dream (as an only-sane-man type character) or just at my lack of ability to change the dream to something less repetitive or disturbing.
Before dawn, I dreamed I, still sick, had wandered into Boston for some reason, but then suddenly, as if I'd woken from sleepwalking, I was lost in the middle of Boston (actually, the setting of that part of the dream was Cleveland, but I didn't realize this while I was having the dream, though it should have been obvious (presumably, the me in the dream was aware that they were in the middle of Cleveland, though)). In the dream, I was trying to convince someone to call me an ambulance, but I either couldn't make myself understood or the bystanders simply didn't care.
First, I dreamed I was in a world where communication had lost all meaning, but people were incapable of realizing this so they muddled along on a mash of convention, habit, and whatever silly ideas popped into their mind. The dream was repetitive, and I had a feeling of powerlessness, though I'm not sure if that was because I was in the dream (as an only-sane-man type character) or just at my lack of ability to change the dream to something less repetitive or disturbing.
Before dawn, I dreamed I, still sick, had wandered into Boston for some reason, but then suddenly, as if I'd woken from sleepwalking, I was lost in the middle of Boston (actually, the setting of that part of the dream was Cleveland, but I didn't realize this while I was having the dream, though it should have been obvious (presumably, the me in the dream was aware that they were in the middle of Cleveland, though)). In the dream, I was trying to convince someone to call me an ambulance, but I either couldn't make myself understood or the bystanders simply didn't care.