Seems like this summer is turning out just like last summer. I’m looking forward to another few months of not being able to breathe, smell, or taste properly. I guess it could be a coincidence, and I’ve just recently developed these nasty allergies. But I prefer to believe that I’m allergic to the city of Chicago in general. I thought it was the cottonwoods, but tree pollen has dropped back down to low levels, so I’m apparently just allergic to everything. Grass pollen is high today. Since when am I allergic to grass? The house I lived in growing up probably had more grass than this entire neighbourhood, and I never had problems back then.
Maybe it’s not allergies. It could be the chemtrails.
Whatever the fuck it is, my body is devoting at least 90% of its energy to producing mucous. It’s beautiful. Especially when I wake up in the morning (er, afternoon) and clear out the backlog. Those wads of snot are the most lovely shade of crystal green…