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Summer Colds
![]() There is one thing I hate more then winter (and I really detest winter) its the summer cold. I mean come on now, its summer and you feel yourself striken down to the point where you can't crawl out of bed let alone breath properly. That was me for the past four or five days. Just lounging in bed and trying to be able to breath through some opening in my face. My nose felt like someone had plugged it up with glue, my throat was like a was a fire swallow, not to mention every time I coughed a piece of my lung was removed, and the pounding headache that kept me from even sitting up for extended periods of time but then again I couldn't lay down because I couldn't breath. Talk about a problem. This summer cold made me miss one of my favorite bands last night. Bleeding Through was in town with Bullet for my Valentine and I had to skip out and spend a night home in bed with my green tea and my Stephanie Meyer novel. Though my focus was not much on reading and more on finding a tissue. I couldn't imagine myself standing in a pit and trying to hold my own when I could barely keep my feet under myself 99% of the time.
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