Mefloquine

Things I am grateful for:

1. DEET
2. moustiquaires (mosquito nets)
3. Mefloquine

All volunteers here are required to take either a daily or weekly anti-malarial, depending on their medical history/existing conditions.  Mine is called Mefloquine.  The best part about Mefloquine (besides being guarded against developing malaria) is the dreams.  They are vivid, often lucid, and quite easy to confuse with real life, provided the subject matter does not involve excessively fantastical situations including, but not limited to:

-          Being swarmed by dozens of childhood Kelseys in a parking garage while en route to a rendezvous with Whoopi Goldberg and Neo and Morpheus from the Matrix.

-          Drag-racing in Point Defiance Park as Betty White, while simultaneously evading The Terminator who, for whatever reason, insists on speaking Czech when talking to you on the phone.

-          Scarves that magically transform you into a mountain lion.

What’s really fun is when you realize you’re having a Meflo-dream, and spend the rest of the time running around, yelling “MEFLOQUINEEE!” at random passers-by in your dreamscape.

I’ve concluded that my dream-self must come off as a bit unbalanced.