Day 151, public channel

[tacosgay]

[Taako sounds... tired. He's obviously trying his best to sound like he's fine, though, despite how clear it is that he hasn't been resting well.]

Hey, so, uh... weird question. Has anybody else been having, uh... dreams lately? Like, weird ones, you know, with people you know and things like that, but... they feel super real?

[More like a memory.

He sighs.]

Uh. I know I don't usually ask about this sort of thing-- or, uh, anything at all-- but it's getting kind of hard to function, and, like... I've got a job I'm supposed to be doing, I guess, so if anybody knows what's going on, it'd be pretty chill if you could give me a hand with clearing my head over here. I figure this is definitely some kind of weird magic bullshit or something, right?

Comments

[stillwinningthehardway]

I know a little about controlling bad dreams, but it's more about accepting them than preventing them from happening.

You might try keeping some kind of sedative-painkiller nearby when you rest?

[tacosgay]

Eugh. Yeah, no, I want this to stop, not to be like "well this sucks but I guess that's life."

That is... not a bad idea actually. Where would I get something like that around here?

[stillwinningthehardway]

Try the medical tent and ask Zecora to make you something. [Dryly:] Be polite and it won't even taste too awful.

It should at least help with the pain and make things more restful, but if there's an underlying cause that'll still be there.

[tacosgay]

Zecora! ... huh, why didn't I think of that? She's gotta have something in there for, uh, headaches and existential dread, right? I'll go pay her a visit. Thanks for the heads up.

[stillwinningthehardway]

Sure thing. If you don't sleep I'm not sure anything for dreamless sleep would help, but she does good work with pain. And existential dread... anxiety... they're probably close enough.