So I'm taking a preventative medicine for malaria (Larium) since I'm going to go to India next week and want to make sure that if I get bit by any little skeeters that I don't get the POTENTIALLY DEADLY DISEASE (emphasis from the information on malaria given by my doctor). The doctor said that the possible side effects were minor and most people only complained of "strange dreams".
Well, I've definitely had some strange dreams. I dreamt one night that I had decided to switch careers and become the head of the Chinese mafia. In my dream, my wife was fully supportive of this profession change, even when it meant I had to start whacking people.
And then there was the dream where I was a shark, living in a large man-made freshwater pond with other sharks. I could communicate with one of the humans (a female who shared a mutual love with me, don't ask, it didn't get into details) and we were the go-betweens for a full set of trade provisions between the humans and the sharks. I think the humans wanted to fish the pond and the sharks were willing to let them for some manufactured goods, but I'm a bit fuzzy on the details. Anyway, there was this sudden disaster and all the food supply for the sharks suddenly went missing, and the sharks started attacking humans. I, with the help of my human ambassador/lover counterpart, negotiated a new peace treaty whereby the sharks promised not to attack any humans provided they fed us each 3 rabbits a day. (Again, don't ask, I don't know any more than that).
The funny thing is, I hardly ever remember my dreams. And these are so vivid that I remember them long after I wake up. Which is pretty cool. If not for the dizzyness, headaches, and achy/fever I'm also getting from the Larium, I'd be all about staying on the medication, just to get some pretty darn cool dreams out of it!
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