Juniper

Under normal circumstances the things I dream tend to carry over into the first few minutes of my waking life.  When I am fighting off sickness, it intensifies…

School did not happen today.  I had good intentions, my alarm went off a little after 7, but getting out of bed was harder than I expected.  For some reason it seems that the nighttime theraflu craziness that I was drinking last night had the opposite effect on me, it gave me magical energy and sleep was out of the question.  Better yet, after I did get some sleep, I woke up still feeling like someone was sitting on my chest and my head was underwater.  Mmmm, sickness.

So I stayed in bed.

Katrina called and I talked to her for a while, then watched some TV.  I dosed off sometime around 12:30 and woke up to the sound of my lamp falling over (for no good reason).  In my half-awake, half-asleep state I looked around and saw that my room was filled with toys.  Specifically, over-sized versions of the My Little Pony playsets I had as a kid.  For some reason this didn’t bother me.  The thought “Damn it, why did my lamp fall over?”  was followed by “They delivered the toys to the wrong room again, but how did they get in with my door locked? I guess they got a key.  I’ll have to talk to them when I get up.”

And I went back to sleep.

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