the PLAGUE
Summer plagues are the worst.
Last Wednesday I was enjoying a Sam Adams Latitude 48 IPA (I don't usually buy Sam Adams, but it was given to me by someone who wouldn't drink it, so yay, free beer!). I had only a few sips before I started to feel completely bizarre. My throat got scratchy, my nose started running, I started sneezing. I thought I was having an allergic reaction to one of the 5 hops (5! 5 hops!) mentioned on the beer label.
But it has lingered. And it has moved around.
Have you ever felt itchy on the top of your lungs? That's where I am right now, and it's truly awful. And instead of helping, the summer heat seems to be baking it in.
So that's what I'm up to.
Last Wednesday I was enjoying a Sam Adams Latitude 48 IPA (I don't usually buy Sam Adams, but it was given to me by someone who wouldn't drink it, so yay, free beer!). I had only a few sips before I started to feel completely bizarre. My throat got scratchy, my nose started running, I started sneezing. I thought I was having an allergic reaction to one of the 5 hops (5! 5 hops!) mentioned on the beer label.
But it has lingered. And it has moved around.
Have you ever felt itchy on the top of your lungs? That's where I am right now, and it's truly awful. And instead of helping, the summer heat seems to be baking it in.
So that's what I'm up to.
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