Plaidophile

Right now, whenever I sleep and am all coughy and stuff, I have the exact same disjointed series of imagery: the premise of my cough is that it's a way to navigate through a 5-dimensional manifold full of all sorts of floating space junk, trying to get out to where there's no coughing.

Moreover, this is a form of recreation for higher-dimensional beings.

I think it's just my brain's way of trying to escape from a "this fucking sucks" situation. I don't think there's any explanation of HOW the mapping between coughing and motion works, just that the more phlegm I'm expounding, the clearer my hyperpath becomes.

The funny thing is that it makes totally perfect sense while I'm dreaming it, and the more I dream it, the more sense it seems to make when I'm conscious...