My sinuses are full of compressed cotton balls that have been soaked in melted Crisco. My lungs are full of steel wool that scuffed my throat on the way down. A large, rusty, stinky garbage truck is parked on my lower body.
Thank you, Jesus, for red wine and Nyquil capsules.
I do understand...I really do. I just got over mine last week. Be cool -- and know that it will pass...someday.
ReplyDeleteRed wine and Nyquil....nitey nite!! Hope you feel better soon.
ReplyDelete