It’s been a rough summer. My allergies this year were weird. I’ve had hay-fever since the summer of my fifteenth year - the year I worked at the Faulkenberg’s, stumbling under a five gallon pack of RoundUp and chopping thistles in the middle of yellow fields of hay. My hay-fever normally manifests itself with watery, itchy eyes, violent sneezing and unexplainably large portions of uncontrollable mucus that end up spraying with the sneezes and nose blowing. I’ve developed a skill with this that comes in handy during on runs and bike rides. Plug a nostril, lean to the side while twisting my head and blow. Usually snot is deposited where I intend.
