I’m home from work because of a silly little fever. I suppose I should have seen it coming considering that earlier this morning, I woke up before six chattering my teeth off from cold. Even my comforter couldn’t keep me warm. I dozed in and out of consciousness, and when I did doze, I dreamt that I was watching this movie/comic in my dream. It seemed to be a fancomic, with the girl being the focus of the villain’s attention. When the hero came to rescue her, he was hung over a volcano while the girl was locked in an underground ice cavern.
I know I wanted to be warm, but that’s a bit too hot, don’t you think?