Because I swear there are lumps in my chest or something.
Specifically my lungs. The coughing sensation I get hit with once every few minutes really isn't cool. Not being able to breathe sucks just as much. Attempting to relax but feeling like there are knives shredding ones self from within. Even and much worse.
I lie in my room and hope that I can live out another few hours. Agony and general pain. Well no it's not nearly that bad but as a writer I embellish as necessary.
I might stop by Publix or something later tonight and pickup some Eucalyptus leaves to make a steam inhalation with. A small kettle for some tea wouldn't hurt either.
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