nyquil

following a forgettable new years eve, i found, for the 5th time this year the perfect equilibrium of fatigue versus illness, which was then followed by hot and cold chills, a nice fever and a sore throat. nyquil, some other local cold medicine and tylenol ensued but even after passing out for 3 days since, i still feel only 50% better. this party blog, or the boasting of a non-health conscious substance abuser is it's own testament to a more fragile 28 year old body.

3 days of nyquil and too many hours of sleep has caused quite a lot of dreams. i saw brief moments of body of lies and combining dicaprio's performance in this movie, alongside blood diamond, i dreamt i moved to africa. i did it to travel and see the world, but it soon turned into something of a memoir. kids lined up, knowing of their iminent death, asking me to "write their story"...it was one after another...i could read the words now "i play soccer with my brother on the field, and see my mother cooking porridge. i am sick and cannot be with them for i am contagious, i yearn to see them"

then i had a dream about aiisha in body of lies. she was cooking in the background..

then a dream about ripped fuel and hydroxycut cuz that was one of the conversations i had 2x in a row with henry and deb.



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