the sniffles

One of the things that always seems to happen to me when I take Nyquil is that when taking it before bed I end up spending half the night tossing about, dreaming while being half-awake and thinking to myself when I realize I'm actually awake that I'm never going to get any sleep. Seriously, I feel like I'm on a drug trip during these nights.

Last night wasn't any better. Thinking I could outsmart the curse of Nyquil, I took Dayquil - only to end up tossing and turning again and unfortunately dreaming about doing the research I had been doing before bed, knitting rows on blankets and kleenexes inbetween bouts of reading and then suspiciously lifting up my blankets when I had woken up to make sure I really hadn't knitted them together.

Boy.