Could it be ... stress?

You know that feeling you get, when you're not quite sick, but you're not well either? So you know you're about to get sick, and you feel like there's nothing you can do about it?

I hate that feeling. My health is currently facing the future with a deer-in-the-headlights look on its face.

Gee, that almost makes sense.

Like something I said to myself yesterday morning. I talk to myself all the time, so that isn't the surprising part. It was when I heard myself say,

"There was a human baby as well as the tiger cub. My, that was a strange dream."

That's when I did a small double-take on myself. If you think that's easy at 5 a.m., think again.