Elvis in my room

Laying there on my bed curled up tightly into a ball, I linger... My mind trying to grasp my surroundings, my vision blurred and my forehead sweating heartily. My fever was just beginning to break when I once again lost consciousness. Laying in the grass of my dream while Elvis playing me a song I enjoyed my delusion in peace. When my body was able to wake up again I drifted back to my room, the walls spinning slightly and my clock ticking noisily. I felt like Dorthy in the end of The wizard of oz. Oh, how I missed my family even in my wonderful delusion.