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So, I ended up having to go to the doctor because my sinus infection wouldn't go away. They give you the antibiotics in a little plastic bag at the clinic so I have no idea what is in them, but after four nights of insomnia, I can safely say one of those ingredients is caffeine. My body can't handle caffeine - I get headaches hours after taking it and it doesn't really work until hours after taking it so I wish I'd known it has caffeine in it because I would have taken it early in the morning. Instead, I took it in the evening and then wondered why I wasn't tired and couldn't sleep even though it was 6am and I had only had 4hrs of sleep the night before. (I haven't had caffeine in a few years now so I think my body is going into hyperdrive.) This pattern continued and I've now switched to slowly taking it earlier each day but my body is only slowly getting the hint. I had a scholarship application due yesterday so I ended up staying up until 6am working on it since I wasn't tired. Taking a nap for an hour or two then waking up at 8am to keep working until the deadline at 6pm. Stayed up until 2am because I still wasn't tired then took hours to fall asleep before sleeping until 2pm. This is not a good schedule for someone trying to recover from a cold *sigh*
I had a pretty interesting dream this morning though. I lived in a post apocalyptic world where Tolkien's elves had inexplicably come to join us afterwards. Anyone who'd lived in the suburbs had had the advantage since the cities themselves had panicked/been destroyed and the countryside had apparently been very hard hit. I'd been out in the countryside (of course). No idea what the apocalypse was because the dream started years afterwards but there were certainly very few buildings standing and we still lived in a shanty town, though one with decent sanitation at least. The government which formed in the wake of the apocalypse was really sexist, racist, and biased towards non-suburbians so those of us in the countryside (or at least my group) were rebelling. I was partially adopted by the older rebel leader (we didn't talk about it but we'd run into each other during the panic and since he was years older, he'd fallen into the role) and I often acted as military leader since I'd had all my martial arts training before the apocalypse. This resulted in the hilarious situation where most people in the town knew me as that person who likes to bake cookies and bread and share it when I could find the supplies, and anybody in the rebellion knew me as that woman who was terrifying in battle and often came home covered in other people's blood... but who also liked to bake with the supplies taken from our raids *L*
So, after running a mission to raid one of the government's forest outposts (I'm not sure if guns survived the apocalypse? I seem to remember being shot at, but that may have been arrows.) we discovered that there was something going on in the capital and we needed to go undercover. Our contacts in the city were mostly elves because they didn't approve of the government now that they'd seen it in action but had been welcomed with open arms when they first appeared and hence all lived somewhat near population centres. The leader and I came in as part of a trade delegation and stayed with this elvish family which was sort of a cross between Elrond and Toph's daughter, Suyin's families. He had a two sons who lived in separate complexes behind the main house with their families, and plenty of daughters, most of whom devoted themselves to the rebellion because the government thought women were useless. We came into the elves house in some distress because the undercover part of our mission had gotten dicey, but also because we'd discovered we were really well known because the Elven leader had been praising us to high heaven in our absence. We went to some sort of Elvish buffet with a lot of inexplicable rules where half the people were staring at us in admiration and we were really embarrassed. And I remember talking to one of the elven leader's sons and he was talking about how happy his sister was to help us. I also remember having a conversation with one of our informants about how bad racism was in the government (he was black), and about keeping his family safe. We had experienced a set back because it turns out our undercover roles had been attracting some (good) attention from the government which was bad for our mission, and we were dealing with the consequences of that when I woke up.
I had a pretty interesting dream this morning though. I lived in a post apocalyptic world where Tolkien's elves had inexplicably come to join us afterwards. Anyone who'd lived in the suburbs had had the advantage since the cities themselves had panicked/been destroyed and the countryside had apparently been very hard hit. I'd been out in the countryside (of course). No idea what the apocalypse was because the dream started years afterwards but there were certainly very few buildings standing and we still lived in a shanty town, though one with decent sanitation at least. The government which formed in the wake of the apocalypse was really sexist, racist, and biased towards non-suburbians so those of us in the countryside (or at least my group) were rebelling. I was partially adopted by the older rebel leader (we didn't talk about it but we'd run into each other during the panic and since he was years older, he'd fallen into the role) and I often acted as military leader since I'd had all my martial arts training before the apocalypse. This resulted in the hilarious situation where most people in the town knew me as that person who likes to bake cookies and bread and share it when I could find the supplies, and anybody in the rebellion knew me as that woman who was terrifying in battle and often came home covered in other people's blood... but who also liked to bake with the supplies taken from our raids *L*
So, after running a mission to raid one of the government's forest outposts (I'm not sure if guns survived the apocalypse? I seem to remember being shot at, but that may have been arrows.) we discovered that there was something going on in the capital and we needed to go undercover. Our contacts in the city were mostly elves because they didn't approve of the government now that they'd seen it in action but had been welcomed with open arms when they first appeared and hence all lived somewhat near population centres. The leader and I came in as part of a trade delegation and stayed with this elvish family which was sort of a cross between Elrond and Toph's daughter, Suyin's families. He had a two sons who lived in separate complexes behind the main house with their families, and plenty of daughters, most of whom devoted themselves to the rebellion because the government thought women were useless. We came into the elves house in some distress because the undercover part of our mission had gotten dicey, but also because we'd discovered we were really well known because the Elven leader had been praising us to high heaven in our absence. We went to some sort of Elvish buffet with a lot of inexplicable rules where half the people were staring at us in admiration and we were really embarrassed. And I remember talking to one of the elven leader's sons and he was talking about how happy his sister was to help us. I also remember having a conversation with one of our informants about how bad racism was in the government (he was black), and about keeping his family safe. We had experienced a set back because it turns out our undercover roles had been attracting some (good) attention from the government which was bad for our mission, and we were dealing with the consequences of that when I woke up.
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