The itching and burning under my skin is irritating. What may be more irritating is my stuffy nose. I mean when is it ever fun to have stuffy nose, I can guess and say never.
I can not wait to scratch my arm pit is all I can think. I even have an apparatus for those hard to reach places. I hope that I do not have any more accidents like before.
The burning… My skin just will not cool down, and just like a dummy I went and had another accident. I even had to change underwear because of it. Now am going to be late for work.
I like to drive my car. I liked it even more without my stuffy nose, I am going to blame my neighbors pets for this. I do not want to be dismissed from work because of a little cold. My throat hurts.
People make me so angry sometimes. Complain and itch, some guy I thought I knew complains to me about how I should be near him and I look sick. His angry stares don ‘t scare me though. I take a long stare at him through the bottom of my water cup from the cooler.
The complaints and the itching won’t stop me now. I can not wait for the lunch and dinner meetings. It is when all the executives plan and talk about stuff. I can not think about what the meeting is called. I do not like what s his name.
My head hurts but it is a funny feeling. I never fell asleep at work before but hey there is a first time for everything. They wanted to call a doctor but I said ” hey it’s cool man”. I can make it home just fine. I think people are happy for me but I can see alot! Of angry faces, That’s some nice sweat you got working over there they say. I don’t like there angry comments.
My sweat burns the scratches all over my skin and at home I can not wait to see. One part in shock and another in fear. I look at the deep lacerations I must have fun into my raw skin. It burns…
I am so pumped to see people tommorow. So I can see the way they think. My think seems funny and now I like they think. I will see them there. My fuzzy think does not mind getting up off of the bathroom floor my sleep must have come for me early. No mind, I can hear it taste they thoughts and I can not be late…