Chicken Teriyaki Bowl #7

I have a head cold. I tried to ignore the throat that felt like sandpaper, the eyes that make dry and irritable seem like a good thing, the clog of nasty stuff keeping me from breathing through my right nostril.

I ignored it, so last night the cold came, battering me with body kicks before knocking me to the floor and grinding my head into the dirt. I looked for the bruises this morning, but all I feel are the aches in my muscles, the throbbing in my head, a throat that must have been strangled and the inability to breathe at all like a normal person.

I’m sorry I ignored you, cold. It was wrong of me. I’ll make it up by curling up on the couch, drinking peppermint tea and watching bad TV all day. Here’s the deal: I pay attention to you, you’ll lighten up on me, OK?