Today, the pollen count is 9.9. It may as well be a 10.
I’m tired of being sick. I’m annoyed at this allergic body that overreacts to stuff that healthy humans can safely ignore.
If I end up taking Benadryl today (signs point to: YES) I’m considering pulling all the weeds out of the ground in the backyard.
Doing so will expose me to more allergens, but its not like I’m going to feel good today anyway… and there is something cathartic about killing the things that are slowly killing me by ripping them right out of the ground they are growing in.