January 25 2013-3

The Near Daily K

“Some poems talk to us; others want us to witness an act of literary experimentation.”—Billy Collins

I am not going out in the cold, today; not to swim, not to walk the dogs. My face is wind burned and would just get worse if I walked the dogs. The pool water will be a little chilly, enough so that I am afraid it might give me a cold, today, so I am canceling these parts of my normal day of existence. I was sick with the flu for almost three weeks, recently. One illness a winter is plenty for me.

I’m sucking down the lousy dollar store antihistamines hoping that they will give me some relief from this shit case of itchy eye that I have today. I love my dogs and cats but they irritate both my eyes and my sinuses. I know that the dollar store crap won’t work, but I am desperate; out right now of the better pharmacy pills.