Of pavolov lore, they run rampant through the floors, is this wrong? Feels so wrong....

"I would seriously consider od'ing on cold meds and falling asleep forever."

I slept horribly. Up almost every hour. At 5:51 in the morning, I sat up in bed covered in sweat. I heard a noise from my closet and became convinced that a racoon had entered my room somehow. Out from behind the curtain, one of my cats crept. I froze. I still saw a racoon. Then I came to my senses a little more, and got up to let the animal out. Back in bed, I quickly fell into a restless sleep. I woke up again around 8. I had dreamt of you, but as I tried to remember the dream, it's liquid texture slipped swiftly out of grasp. I turned over and tossed fitfully for another 15 minutes before falling under. 10:30 rolled around. My eyes opened. I was on my side, curled in a half-moon shape. My head hurt and my blankets were suffocatingly hot. Morning breeze drifted through my window from the outside, but I could hardly feel it. I wanted to put on some music, throw my covers off, and close the window, but I couldn't seem to move. My body was drained of energy. I remained in semi-paralyzed state for several minutes. Then I sat up. Slowly, I made my way into the kitchen where I downed several different pills and put on the kettle.

"Minus six, 120 feet, *beep* minus five, 100 feet, nine percent fuel *beep*, fifty and three, fourty and three *beep*, thirty and three, twenty-five *beep*, two, seven percent fuel, twenty and one, *beep* fifteen and one, minus one, eleven percent fuel *beep*, eight feet minus one, contact!"

"Roger, roger."

White noise, muffled voices, bells and alarms. My dad is watching Apollo 15 transmissions on DVD. I don't know why, but the sounds are extremely soothing. Maybe he watched this kind of thing when I was little. Green tea and cheap cough drops. I'm slowly coming back to life.
"Do you want the van this afternoon?"
"No, I can't afford it."






"You know they put a man on the moon simply to prove that we all need some place to go....where we're not known."
-MGB