Sunday, September 30, 2007

   Consumed.

I've been consumed. And you already know by what. Teaching.

On Friday I realized I was coming down with something. On Saturday, it hit me. The flu. It hit me big time when I was in school Saturday morning, and it crept over me so dramatically, I decided it was time to stop, and went home. I made time to take a nap. Then that night I took my medication, and had a long sleep.

Ofcourse I dreamt of school. My obligations. And writing. I kept thinking of the lesson plans and the lessons. I thought I was in school teaching writing. I was in my classroom thinking, "The children can't write in this darkness! I must turn the light on." Then I'd wake get up to turn the light on and realize it was a dream. This dream kept playing over and over, and each time I woke up to realize I was dreaming. And even though I kept realizing it was a dream, I kept dreaming the same dream, and waking up in the same manner. It was some absurd cycle that I couldn't escape! Eventually the alarm woke me up, and I realized I'd slept 10 hours or so. And I looked over to see that some time that night I'd gotten up to turn on a closet light. Creepy.

So, I'd somehow felt a little refreshed, though my voice is still hoarse. I want to get better.


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