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Allergy High

I've never really been able to put my finger on my allergies but I only know that in spring, I seem to get them.

They used to be a very stuffed nose accompanied with sneezing.

Now, I don't get the stuffed nose, I get the headache with the sneezing.

When I as home in April, I bought some allergy medication (not to be named but a very regular brand) as I know it worked for me before and the BEST PART was that I only had to take it once a day and it worked.

They have either changed the formula or I am definitely becoming an old lady because every time I've taken it since I've been home, I feel high.

All those years in my early twenties when I thought I was hungover...NOPE

High on allergy medication.

All those time I thought was getting really pissed on the 3 pints of beer I would consume in a night..NOPE

High on allergy medication.

And so, I thought I had tricked the medication this time by taking it before I went to bed - the high feeling will then have worn off by the morning and I will simply be headache free.

So last night, I popped a pill and drifted off to la la land. May I say I slept like the dead? I'm never well rested on a Monday.

I woke this morning, quite normal. Until, unfortunately, I had lunch. I'm hoping I can make it through the afternoon without my arms floating up to the sky and me singing 'White Rabbit' at my desk, while slowly swaying back and forth, eyes squinted, telling everyone how hungry I am and how much 'i love you, man'.

Thank god I'm not driving, someone could easily get me for being under the influence.

What a story that would make in prison:

What are you in for?

Driving in an allergy high haze.

Ooooo...damn that hayfever.

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