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So this must be the sickest I've ever been, though I've done more now than every before. I've never been so sick that I was delirious...and no, no hallucinations...just lucid dreams that I couldn't wake up from, so when I did wake up I couldn't tell what was real and what wasn't, what actually happened and what was just a dream. It was fucking terrible...I ended up running over to my neighbors apartment bawling my eyes out trying to re-establish reality--not my brightest moment, let me tell you.

I went home to Cedar Rapids to rest up and escape a certain situation I'm facing here...although said situation followed me...but what can you do? I got a lot of sleep, had some amazing talks with my father (from whom I was estranged a matter of months ago), saw my little brother, did 8 loads of laundry, and ate some home cooking. I'm feeling considerably better, though I'm not completely well yet.

I just finished my last paper and I'm handing it in in an hour. And now I'm completely done...an entire month of not worrying about homework or class. What WILL I do with myself?