Or should that be the sickness of dreaming... I dunno.
Well, I'm much much better. Throat's only a little tender, which I can deal with but it does seem that I am on the mend. I figured out why I've been getting sick so frequently lately (which could totally be bunk, but here's my theory). I'm exhausted! Plain and simple. Run-down, bedraggled, what have you. I don't really get the rest that I need and want when I sleep at night, that's always been. I can lie down, close my eyes and lose consciousness for a few hours, but that's about all I can do. Getting recharged is another story. So, I had a business trip for a week which was last minute and rushed, then I got sick when I came back and then a two week holiday which was pleasant but stressful. I slept in 6 different beds in two weeks, I wasn't on my own schedule and crashing on couches and pull out beds out in the open (although I was behind a partial screen at one place) wasn't my idea of privacy and that probably was one of the reasons why I wasn't sleeping very well. On guard even in repose. Haha.
Anyway, yesterday I spent in bed... or not very far from bed and today I might do the same as well. With a little cleaning added. My bedroom is a wreck, honestly. And having spent my time in bed, I feel better, which is why I came to the conclusion that I needed plain old rest. It's good for ya.
Second, whiling my way away when not sleeping, I caught a few episodes of Heroes. Well, I should say that I fast forwarded my way through Heroes, only looking for Sylar, Mohinder and any combination of the two. I am not interested in any of the other story lines, except for the druggy painter, but he's dead now so there's that. But there's so precious few moments between them that I'll have to turn to fan fic to fill the void.
Speaking of fanfic, I still have my Paris/Spock/Uhura thing I have to finish, or at least fully formulate. I've been toying with scenes in my head, where I'm really content to keep them, but that's about it. There's also the Uhura/Mirror Spock one as well. That one's fun, but I don't have the energy to do much writing lately. See, no rest.
Meh.
Oh the dreaming part. Had a dream about ZQ, which I won't go into details, but it entailed high flying rope work and eating fast food. (???) haha. And the second part was watching Leonard playing a duet with some chick on the piano, hands bouncing high above the keyboard... and in response and thanks to his performance, I rush into his room, where he's stretched out on top of the bed, lean down and kiss him soundly on the mouth.
Strange.
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