Today I imagined my bed to be a Borg alcove, in which I needed to regenerate. A Borg is a human drone who used the alcove on a semi-regular basis for the purpose of regenerating mental, physical and electromechanical energies spent through normal activity. And I definitely needed all of that today, okay except for the electromechanical part. I was so tired, and to make my day a little more fun, instead of only being frustrated of not being able to do what I wanted to do, I imagined I was Seven of Nine. I only think my alcove need some repair, because I am not fully regenerated. But first I have a dinner date with my Chakotay, Ramon, and I will regenerate a little while longer. Maybe tomorrow will be a better day, and I can assimilate again.