Have been bed-ridden for the past couple of days. Yesterday was a total haze, like I was on a day-long trip but not in a fun way, today at least I can think straight but I’m still gripping the walls if I want to go get a bit of toast.
It also played havoc with my dreams; basically I couldn’t fall asleep because my head hurt and for some reason I was Theon Greyjoy getting tortured and no position in my bed felt comfortable.
At other times, I was a pirate ship.
What a weird few nights I’ve had.