I spent all last night obsessively composing (or was I dreaming that I was composing?) this blog post that explains that I spent all last night trying to get my body into exactly the right configuration so I could fall asleep. If a single fold of blanket were wrong, I had to fix it, but in so doing, I would knock some other element out of kilter. But the obsessive micromanagement of my bedware was only part of the obsession. The rest of it was the focus on writing this post. (And, no, this is not exactly the post I composed while obsessing. For one thing, it’s more meta than that.)

I honestly don’t know if I fussed all night or if I only dreamed that I did.

Less fever today. I’m actually going to tackle my email this morning, before my extended fasting (yes, I’m drinking water) makes me loopier than I already am.

Our son came down with it last night. He seems to be about six hours behind me. He does not moan. [Tags: illness fever tmi]

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