the mirage-like reality of the last few days is starting to wear off, and the world is beginning to look the same as before. i can't believe it's only tuesday night--i feel like a week, if not a month, has passed since saturday night. i haven't been especially productive--which is to be expected, i suppose, seeing how i spent most of my time either half-consciously lying in bed and thinking i should get up, or sleeping and enjoying a series of especially bizarre dreams.
by which i mean, all those historical romance novels we sped-read last summer bubbled to the top of my subconscious and provided the fodder for most of my adventures--my favorite was the time i was locked in the top of a castle (the room looked identical to our last shared bedroom in massachusetts) and i was a combination of sabina from the unbearable lightness of being and anna karenina... except all other smarty pants literary references were replaced by smashingly handsome dukes fighting to save me, and evil matrons trying to prevent them from succeeding. at one point, i had a hot affair with an adam(from the summer before senior year)-look-alike. it was lovely.
i'm telling you all this in order to distract from my current real-life issues, including the stress of missing stats and russian on monday (although i did just return from astronomy, which i attended with the generous help of 12-hr fever reducers). i hate hate hate waking up in the middle of the week and realizing that i'm still running on last week's schedule. i feel so woozy. but really, this could have been so much worse--i don't know where the fever came from, but i think it's basically gone. good news, yeah? it could have hung around 'til easter, or developed into something i wouldn't be able to cure with otc magic.
so--thank you, universe. it's good to be back.
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