You know, it amazes me sometimes how long illnesses can hold on long after their time has run out.  I’ve been dealing with this head cold since early last week, yet I’m still hacking up lungs on a daily basis and blowing my brains out through my sinus cavities so regularly that my nose now resembles the distressing byproduct of a power sander.  I feel generally well, although coughing and sneezing and the runny nose continue to vex me with headaches and overall fatigue — the latter most likely caused by frustration and being awake at all hours of the night nursing my schnoz.  Even Rick mentioned this morning while we sat at Starbucks that I still sounded terrible and that the Bozo accoutrement I had on my face was surely out of style.  Haven’t I done my time and don’t I deserve a break now?  I’m thankful that I don’t feel sick anymore, but I’d appreciate also getting rid of the symptoms.  Today, perhaps?