It is almost two in the morning and I am awake and sitting at my computer with a large bowl of fruit loops. (Yes sometimes I wonder if there is a connection between my mental state and my food of choice.) I don’t want to be awake and I am rather grumpy about the fact that I am.
The problem is I am not feeling well. I took a walk in the woods today after I ran a bunch of errands. The trees were beautiful and I enjoyed the quiet time. I even wrote a new short poem. However I am now paying the price for my stroll through nature.
My head hurts, my face it puffy, and my sinuses hate me. What I don’t understand is why. Yeah, I know, pollen and everything right? But when I was a kid I never had problems like this. We lived in the middle of nowhere with nothing but trees on two sides, a creek on one, and a field on the other. I practically lived in the woods as a kid. When my mom wanted to call me in for dinner she stepped outside and looked up, because more often than not I would be sitting in one of the trees in the front yard.