It isn’t the the pile of leaves I need to rake out of my front yard. It isn’t the heavenly apple and pumpkin scented items on sale at the stores. It isn’t even being able to purchase my beloved apple cider.
It’s the fever, runny nose, headache, cough, and sore throat I have going on. It’s being home sick due to lack of sleep and having to make a mad run to the bathroom everytime I cough for the second time in 2 weeks (okay, so last time it was a fever, but you catch my drift).
So now I’m begging mother nature. I love fall. I love jeans, hoodies, and comfy boots weather. But why do you insist on making me feel this way every year? Why?
Can’t I just enjoy you in peace? Please?