Strange Dreams.
Still sick: soar throat, aching muscles, fever.
Sleeping lots: strange dreams.
In the first my hair has grown too long. I look in the mirror and it’s at least twice as long as I thought it was. “Maybe I just haven’t looked in the mirror in a while?” I say to my friends. “We’re worried about you Jono.”
In the second I am writing one of those 25 Things You Didn’t Know About Me list memes that have been making their way across various social networks. All I can think of are foods I’m embarrassed to admit I’ve never tasted. Again, friends are concerned for my well being having never eaten broccoli or bacon.
In the third dream I am trying to leave my apartment. Whenever I reach for the door I realize I’ve forgotten some small item and turn around to retrieve it. I’ve forgotten my shoes, the laces of which are terminally knotted, or I’ve misplaced the watch I don’t own and have such trouble finding.