You know, if there's a feeling of being half totally excited, and half completely ready to panic, then that's how I feel about growing up.
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Summer Cold
A cold. In the summer. Cold. Summer. Contradictory, ironic, and not even a little bit fun. I have literally sneezed so many times that my legs are shaky. My nose is runny, my throat is scratchy, my eyes are puffy, I can’t stay asleep, and I‘m pretty sure my nose is beginning to look like Rudolph from all these tissues. Isn’t it funny how you never appreciate easy breathing until it’s not an option?
Labels:
sick,
summer cold
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