I’ve spent most of the day in a haze of stuffy sinuses, dripping nose, sore throat, and coughing. (Yes, Sudafed, I know; I’ll be getting medicine tomorrow if this persists.) I was complaining about my plight to Brad – the not-breathing is the worst part – and he suggested a strategy, which I proceeded to carry out. I went to the kitchen, filled a glass of water, took out the bottle of Sriracha, and downed two spoonfuls of it, taking occasional breaks for water or cheese (mmm, fat and casein). Then, I hopped into a shower with the water turned as hot as I could bear it, and let the clog in my sinuses slowly melt away. It’s not perfect now, but at least I can breathe.
Also, a happy Groundhog Day, Candlemas, Feast of the Purification of the Virgin, Feast of the Presentation of Jesus in the Temple, St. Bridget’s Day, and/or Imbolc to you. The darkness fades; the light draws near.