I didn't feel sick, but I definetly felt drained.  My body felt semi-foreign, like I was slowly slipping away from it in whisps of unseen smoke curling and uncurling, floating and soaring off to wherever my inner being thought best.

As I lay here, the reality of life sets in.  This has been a time of tension in my life.  The need to create, the need to do better, the craving to be beyond the status quo.

Not sick, just in that moment.  The moment where you need to stop and rest to gear up for the long road ahead.