We have now reached the point where my allergies have been making a hell out of my upper respiratory system for long enough that the lungs have gotten jealous and decided they're not going to be left out any more. Sigh. Once this starts happening, it usually settles in for months. I feel like I should open up a betting pool on how long I'm likely to be coughing and horking up phlegm this time.
I hate my body.
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Maybe if you stopped hating your body, it might just start loving you?
ReplyDeleteHey, it started it.
ReplyDeleteSome people would take their phlegm and their cat's hairballs and combine them to make grant-worthy sculptures commenting on the shared experiences of man & animal (not that I'm *suggesting* anything, of course, of course...)
ReplyDeleteI think you should tell me who these people are, so that I might avoid them. ;)
ReplyDeleteHalf the people I knew in college who majored in art, for starters...
ReplyDeleteWhen I become an art teacher - that all changes.
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