oddness floating around

i don't feel good. but i don't have an illness. i have an oddness. or rather, and odd illness. or something like that. i mean, it's like none i've ever had before.

day one, i just felt a little funny.
day two, it felt like all air had to pass through the sahara desert before it got into my throat and down into my lungs.
day three, i lost my voice. still just felt a little funny.
day four, voice still gone, energy level good. maybe the end?
day five, oh no. voice still gone, energy gone, plenty of loopiness. plus, now i can't breath through my nose. plus, now i can't sleep.

the oddest thing is that i feel trapped inside my head. i feel like i should be able to just THINK my thoughts and everyone will hear them! why not? but since they can't, i just want to type a lot of words all the time... i don't want to talk, i don't want to move, i just want to COMMUNICATE! with the entire world! i want to type! and type and type and type and type and type and type and type and type and type... but then, i go to write emails to my friends, and i shoot blanks. i can't think of a single. thing. to. say.

alas, because i don't really have anything to say?

oh well. tomorrow, i plan to sleep all day long. it sounds really nice and really horrific all at the same time. so thank goodness i have the big fatty harry potter 5 to read. that giganturamous book better get me through this odd/illness or i might cry. or see a doctor. or something.