I've been sick. I cured myself this morning. The cure only lasted about an hour. Then, I fell asleep while sitting in a chair. The Mind Snatchers took over my head while I was dreaming. It was a pleasant dream about a friend playing his flute. When I woke up the mind was ablaze. A roaring, burning flood of thoughts drowned me. I put out the fire. I calmed the flood. I've been sick.