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Somehow, last night of all nights, when I managed to get into bed BY midnight, I laid half-awake sweating the entire night. I don't think I was sleepless, as I slipped in and out of fever dreams and I can remember more than once feeling rather good but I do know that I didn't sleep heavily, if at all, and looked at the clock at least 10 times in the middle of rolling over.

At the time I went to sleep, I started to cough like I might be getting sick. But a cough drop fixed that and I feel even better NOW than when I went to bed. I wonder if I had a fever and needed to sweat it out? Obviously something was majorly wrong with my temperature regulation last night as it wasn't any warmer in here than usual and my sheets are just SOAKED this morning. Icky.

On the upside, it's raining today (but still the consistant 67-72 degrees that it has been for the last 3 weeks and probably will continue to be forever, I'm convinced) so I don't have to put up with feeling crappy on another sunny day. I hate that. I wonder if I'll eventually die from having just-enough-but-too-little sleep? I kinda hope so. That sounds restful.