The Woman In The Red Dress

4- Sick Dreams

New Year, same old me...kind of.

I'm going to stick with what I said: getting myself out there and getting a girlfriend. That seems like the only thing I'm doing this year and it's kind of depressing.

Only a few days into this new year and I'm still in bed. Seriously. I tried to go into work, but Marvin noticed how odd I looked and suggested for me to stay home for a while. I have a runny nose and my entire body feels very warm. Guess I'm sick. I shouldn't have been outside for that long at that party. I wonder how Jill is feeling since she was with me and her body wasn't covered entirely. Bet she's feeling better than me.

I stayed in bed for many hours. I should be doing something productive. Maybe I could even pick up a hobby. It gets boring when lying down on the bed with an empty head. Is there anything to do for fun around here ?

The room felt like it was heating up and I'm not even under the blankets. There's snow outside still. Some of those icy, white crystal particles were covering my window, yet it's warm in here. I rolled up my sleeves to let some air hit my arms. Could possibly help myself cool down a bit.

I got up from my bed to head to another room that isn't so hot. Glad I got up since every other room was much cooler. The kitchen was a perfect temperature. There was some heat coming from the vents, making the area be at an average room temperature. Since this room is at a perfect temperature, why not I do something here ? I could even pick up cooking. That's already an important skill to have. But what is there to cook ?

There are so many options to choose from. Something sweet or spicy. Chewy...crunchy. Hm. I'll cook with whatever I have- if I have much. I don't feel like going to the store. If I go out then I'll get more sick, having to stay home longer. Not how I want to spend the few days of New Years.

I opened the cabinet to find anything good to cook with. Usual spices along with flour and oil and other things was all I had at the moment. Unsure what to make with these honestly. Perhaps I shall look up on the internet on things to make with basic cooking supplies. Found a few results already. Each scroll of a finger enchanted me with wonderful sights of delicious food that were gazed upon a flattering light and angle with noticeable steam sizzling off the meal. Made me feel hungry just by staring at the pictures, but which one sounded the best ? Or in other words: which one is more delicious ? I'd like to take my taste buds on a magnificent trip. Also for me to try something new and to pick up a hobby.

After some thinking I decided to make some curry. It's simple to make already. I checked the steps and ingredients and I think I have them all. I grabbed a skillet then placed it on top of the oven then I poured in the oil. I let it boil for a while on high. Soon I dropped some of the meat onto it. It was kind of hard to do when I kept on feeling a sneeze coming up. After step one was complete, I headed to step two. Took 4 to 5 minutes to do this step. Already feeling droopy. Finally onto the final step. Glad I chose a quick and simple recipe.

Moments later, my curry was complete. I tasted it and it tasted alright. Think my sickness caused me to lose some of my taste and smell, so the final result wasn't as pleasant as I thought it would be. This sucks. I'll go cook something else when I gain my taste back. I still ate the curry because I cooked this and I'm not letting what was supposed to be a delicious meal go to waste.

Alright, I ate. What is there to do now ? I didn't feel like cleaning up. Too much work when I feel like crap. I headed to the living room then collapsed onto the couch. My face hit the cushions roughly. At least it was kind of soft. My body went limp and even numb. Gravity surely was much stronger today. How odd. My head is even pounding ! It hurts. God, I hate today.

My face turned over so my cheek was now against the cushions. My eyes stared blankly at the big TV that was completely black. I saw my reflection on it. I looked awful. My hand ran through my messy dirty blonde hair. Felt like I needed a shower and possibly a doctor. Is the room spinning ? Is there even a floor beneath me ? Maybe I am in space. Is this what 'feeling high' is like ? Do people actually enjoy this feeling ? So weird.