The days are getting shorter. The nights are getting colder. And I am getting cold-er too.
Sometimes I feel like I am just one big baseball glove that catches anything and everything. Here we are, the end of September, and I’m already sick. “You’re always sick,” my friends say. I AM always sick. One and a half days of a migraine, two days and one really bad night with a sore throat, and now, this morning I spent 5 minutes in front of the mirror poking my cheeks because I couldn’t feel them at all. That congestion, it’ll get ya.
So I had to run a couple errands and decided to stop at the store for some cold medicine:
Like I’m in any condition to make a decision right now. Seriously, after realizing my full-length mirror works like a fun house mirror and spending another 5 minutes this morning using it to make myself look like a midget, I can’t be trusted to make a good decision in this aisle.
What I really want, is one box with a little glow around it that says: THIS IS THE ONE! I would buy it even if it ended up being filled with Skittles. I want to walk into a store and find a box that says:
This product will:
-Re-establish that filter your brain usually has. You know, the one you can’t find right now.
-Make your face it’s normal shape again, because right now you’re a big puffy mess.
-Help you enjoy eating once again.
-Clear up your nose so you can stop being a creepy mouth breather.
-Work in you just like what happens in that movie Osmosis Jones. It’s okay to be tired, there is a big cartoon war going on inside of you.
I mean is that too much to ask? I think not.