Day Five
Is it possible that I am feeling so good? So normal? So rested? So unfreaked out?
Well it must be because that’s exactly how I feel. Strangely serene.
After reading all of the information regarding the side effects before I commenced this regime, I prepared myself for the worst. That’s what I was told. That’s what I thought. That’s what I readied myself for.
But now, a mere 5 days in, I’m feeling great. Almost guilty that I over-reacted, or at least reacted the way I did, before I started them. I even slept in this morning until 9am, usually unheard of for me as I’m an earlybird. But I awoke at 6.30am as usual, looked at the clock, rolled over and only woke up to the phone ringing. It was bliss. 9.5 hours sleep.
And last night, I even got a bit pissy and had my pills with a mate over. Fine. No dizziness. No nothing. Just an eventful sleep. Well not TOTALLY uneventful. I dreamt that as a 40 year old I was asked by this perfect looking 17 year old school boy to accompany him to the Year 12 formal (prom). His girlfriends supported him 100% and even talked me into going with him. I was embarrassed at the concept but said yes anyway. It wasn’t a romantic date, but a power date. He wanted the world to know who and what he was.
it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to work out where that dream came from.
