Every plant had released its pollen. Every animal danders all over the place. I cannot see. I cannot breathe. I take an antihistimine. It brings out the worst in me. I know better than to take antihistimines. They relieve the symptoms but only make me feel worse. I am dry. I am angry. I am peeing every other second.
Slow walking people in front of me stop to talk. I bump into them. Stupid kids on bikes run me over. I want to burn their tires to the ground.
Picked up the Frank Black album "Black Letter Days." There's a great song on that album called "Cold Heart of Stone" and the refrain goes "If ever you need, don't call." I think that's the greatest thing I've ever heard.
I wish everyone would leave me alone for a few hours. At least until the antihistimines wear off. Then I'll be upset that everyone's leaving me alone again.
