Pirates and Stick Fingers
Posted on June 19, 2017 at 10:37
I'm lying in bed trying to fall sleep, double pillows keeping my back up and cold, wet towels covering my forehead. Every quarter of an hour or so I manage to dream about anime sword clashes for a few moments, but that gets irritating quickly - especially with the civil war going on! The pirates could be storming through my door any second and here I am trying to get some shut eye!
Alright maybe I can make a change. Sometimes if I lay my head on the other side of my bed I can get to sleep easier. I don't bother transferring the second pillow but I hold the cold towel on anyway, and I move the giant soft toy to the other side in case it tries to kill me during the night. I lie down and face the door, I'm now closer to it. And I wait...and wait...
Luckily the captain underneath my sheets figures he can help and he whispers to me I can finally go to sleep if I take the towels off. I figure what the heck and so I toss them on the ground.
The problem is, I'm going to have to move everything now. The Nerds have been split on the floor and the towels are over here and my feet are over there and I need to move every single item in my room to the other side to fix things. I start to panic and the room grows around me. My fingers have become brittle like a twig and I start cradling them too scared to touch anything - in fact everything is made of broken twigs and bones that have frayed at the ends. I can feel a few tears running down my cheek as I realise it'll take years to rotate the house and I don't know if I even can put things right. I look over to my desk which looks so far away now.
That passes after several minutes, and I manage a dreamless sleep for about an hour before waking up for a bathroom break. After dealing with the forcefield around the toilet I realise I've forgotten part of how to get back to sleep! I rush back into bed and start concentrating really hard on the civil war. Suddenly it hits me - back when I was asleep I'd pulled apart the air in front of me to reveal an orange holographic amusement park. I can almost see it now but it's kinda faint, luckily Frank the pirate lets me go back to sleep. I finally get a few hours sleep, and I wake up to my mum checking up on me which scared off the many hallucinations and illusions.
I'd just had a bad case of tonselitis where my temperature got a bit high, but my gosh it was a bizarre experience XD. I'm fairly certain most of it was dreams and hallucinations but I was definitely awake during the stick finger part, it's just weird knowing how much my perception can be screwed up haha :P. Luckily I was better-ish (I'm still technically sick) in time for my birthday, so yay :D
Thanks for reading!
It's kinda strange though, the weird stick part has happened since then a couple of times in varying degrees, and it never gets any more comfortable feeling like my fingers are made of twigs...lol :P