Uhm, brain ...?

Today appears to be another one of those very strange days. I still wake up tired every morning, but this time it was especially bad. I couldn't stay in bed because my back was hurting, so I tried to ignore the tiredness ... and failed. After lunch I just couldn't stay upright anymore and collapsed back into bed without even closing the window first.

I dreamed that I was Rose Tyler, but also an actress, and I was filming a scene with Bradley James when we suddenly got poisoned by alien bees and the Doctor had to find a way to save us. Unfortunately neither of us had seen what had stung us, so we didn't know about the bees yet and started this great big investigation while we were still sick and more and more people from the area got poisoned, too. Despite the fact that we had help from the Doctor, we didn't figure it out until my mother suddenly appeared and offered to accompany Bradley on a grocery shopping trip (in case he collapsed, I guess?), during which she then tried to convince him to buy local honey and he had some sort of vision at the sight of it and went, "It's the bees! Oh my God, it's the bees! Tell the Doctor!" In the meantime I'd been battling a broken shower for some reason. Then we set the bees on fire and everything was ... fine? I'm guessing the Doctor made an antidote while my brain wasn't looking.

That was the most coherent bit, at least. I kept waking up for really short amounts of time, and judging by how often that happened, I can't have been asleep for very long at a time, either. It was more like a hundred micro-naps than a proper one.

Confused now. And still tired.