I've been feeling crappy the last several days: either an oncoming summer cold or a bad allergy attack (and/or lack of sleep). Considering all the dust and the white cottony stuff floating around outside, I'm thinking allergies, so I should stay inside rather than hiking around. But I had a bout of sleeplessness and hit the trails at Pokagon State Park; 3.6 miles later, I can say no one ever accused me of doing the smart thing.
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What am I allergic to? According to the allergy doctor, everything that can be found in nature. |
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Except water. I'm not allergic to water ... or maybe they didn't test me for that? |
And now, with apologize to Robert Frost:
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And both smelled kind of musty
My nose asked me if I should
Go down something so dusty;
I shall be telling this with a sneeze
My nostrils full of mold
I took the road more allergen
It's worse than any cold.
Still, a pleasant place for a hike!
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