Oh, now, this is where the Christmas period gets nasty!
I’ve got a cold!
Right now?
I’m coughing in a way that I — as an ex-smoker — find very familiar.
And frankly?
My nose isn’t just running, it’s sprinting: in a way that’s possibly going to make me look uncomfortably like a cocaine addict!
I think the last of my Christmas money?
Is going on cold remedies!
~≈®≈~
