So yesterday, as usual, I drove down to Gloucester to visit my mother.
The whole time, I was encouraged by the fact that I did not cough once and was actually quite sprightly.
Driving home, I passed through Ipswich, turned a corner, and immediately started coughing and hacking. By the time I got to the cottage, I was feeling lethargic and ready for a nap.
I don't know what could possibly be that localized, but I do know that my sister (the one that lives in Gloucester) frequently has to take allergy meds when she comes up here.
It can't be the flora because I see the same old plants all over the place.
So what is it?
Friday, October 3, 2008
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I blame the landfill!
That's my best guess at the moment. Thanks, anonymous.
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