I kept waking myself up in the middle of the night, completely convinced I was in the middle of a war that involved fruit, hormones, a snobbish Pinkie Pie (????), and lots of heavy artillery. Each time I woke up, it was a new wave of the war, and I was completely convinced that I was sending troops of young soldiers all to their death, and I was busy hacking up a lung/was simultaneously freezing and overheated and achey as karmic retribution. 

….Go having night+sick crazy!