nearly dead

Be it a cold or seasonal allergies, I know not. I only know that it is grossly impeding my ability to breath and sleep, and has destroyed my appetite. As if my wasting away, slowly suffocating, and going mad all at once are not enough, I also discovered a single wiry grey hair creeping up from the middle of my head, as if it thought to quietly choke out any color. But I found you! You little bastard. And I intend to drown you in Wella 5/0.

Tea time.