tis the season for pain
It’s allergy season. Every year it seems to get worse. Two years ago, my allergies were so severe that I had tears in the inner linings of my nostrils. That actually wasn’t so bad. I’m used to pain. A lifetime of eating super spicy food and getting the shit kicked out of me by bullies and, occasionally, by girls in my Tae-Kwon Do classes have built up my tolerance for pain and punishment.
What I really can’t stand is the fact that my nostrils seems to be taking turns getting congested. It’s like the the left nostril will get tired and ask the right nostril to hold his spot for a few hours while he gets some rest. Over and Over again. Breathing out of only one nostril. The antihistamines are helping. A little.
I’m older now and I still eat spicy food. And I’ll be god-damned if any girl’s gonna kick my ass now - in Tae-Kwon-Do or arm-wrasslin, or anything
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