DREAM SEVENTEEN

This evening I took my last dose of anti-malaria medication. The travel clinic I visited back in July offered me three varieties of anti-malaria pills. Since I was without medical insurance, I decided to go with the cheaper brand. Sure, I might have to deal with the side effects, but I only had to shell out $60 as opposed to $120.

What are the side effects, you ask?

Vivid dreaming.

And boy howdy, they mean it.

Last night I dreamt I had a page of scratch-n-sniff butterfly stickers. Naturally, I wanted to know what the butterflies smelled like so I scratched them and when I did, they lifted themselves from the page and flew around my head.