Feverish Dreams

My entire family and I are sick. It's probably just a cold, but we're all fairly miserable, and our alternating coughs sound like a handbell concert of influenza. And despite the fact that my every sneeze is followed by a terrifying, raspy scream (from the pain), the worst part of all of this for me are the dreams I have each time I sleep. They grip me and refuse to let go, and I feel like I have to physically fight to wake up. And when I finally wake I'm in a daze where I feel weak and incredibly alone. So now I dread falling asleep.

I watched bits and pieces of a show on cataplexy last night, and another show on primordial dwarfism. The former is terrifying, and the latter I've seen half a dozen specials on recently. What's interesting for me, about the primordial dwarfism, is that with each individual I see with the disorder, the more I notice a distinct bone-structure pattern, and the more that pattern resembles someone I know (who does not have the disorder).

Finally, I recently re-watched the two UK specials of The Office, which made me even more convinced that the UK Office is, for me, #1 all-time favorite.