My co-worker went home yesterday with a stomach bug. He seemed quite out of it. I said, "Dude, I'm sorry you're not feeling well."
He said, "Yeah, yesterday I felt more spacy - the cold was more in my head - but today - it's like my stomach is a vast endless plain - and suddenly, with no warning, armies of horses go galloping by, churning up the dirt with their hooves."
We sat silently. I contemplated his metaphor, which seemed quite apt, having had the stomach flu before.
Then he said, "Can you tell that I'm reading Return of the King right now?"
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