We can take a bit of a breather

We can take a bit of a breather.

We can skip to the practical part.

We can skip to the time of neither.

When we’re together, even when we’re apart.

It’s been a warm week here in TinyTown. With the heat in a farming area, comes allergies. Yesterday, it was very bad for me. It felt like my brain was oozing out my nose. So I took a Claritin ( that’s 4 years out of date). It made it bearable enough to make it to town to do grocery shopping, and have a quick bite at the local A&W. We got home and the meds wore off, so I took another one. And for a few hours, felt great.

By about 6ish, my head was starting to stuff up. By bed time, I had a headache, and my face felt so full. So I went to bed. No podcast, no letter writing. I passed right out waking only to pee, and to see the lightning storm.

This morning, woke up to a headache and a severely stuffed up head. I took some Advil, and chased it with some coffee. The headaches gone, but the head is still stuffy. Went out to check the mail, and grab the weekly TinyTown newsletter. Again, disappointed that I wasn’t mentioned in it, considering the local gossip came up to me a couple nights ago, called me by name, and knew I was at the museum. Creepy!

Sometimes, sitting on Main St. while talking to the Editor, it’s like watching Canadian reality TV. A couple nights ago, I watched what the Editor dubbed “Box Boy” run/walk up the street with a box on his head. He made it all the way up the street without falling, or even hurting himself. I though that was a feat in itself.