"This is exactly how it started for Jeff Goldblum in The Fly. OH MY GOD! I'M GONNA MUTATE!"
I wish that I was just making that part up to try and be funny. Unfortunately, that actually happened. Not my proudest moment to be sure. After realizing that I wasn't going to be regurgitating on my donuts anytime soon, I shuffled back to bed where I started to have what can only be described as "Thought Dreams" I wish there was a better way to describe them, but there really isn't. No visuals. No audio. Just.....thoughts. Ideas....abstract ideas. Thankfully I made it through the night and managed to get myself vertical for more than five minutes today! Still feel like a can of smashed assholes, but I'm slowly getting better!