I know. It sounds silly. Can you imagine conversations?
"Oh, so you're allergic to shellfish? And mildew? Well, I'm allergic to nature."
Exactly. But I've realized that I will think twice about denouncing big, old corporate
At about half past 9 on my second night, I felt one of my lungs collapsing (the drama, I know) and went immediately to Target which was located a fast 30 minute drive away, and supposed to close at 10 pm. Honestly, I think I was ready to break down the door if they closed on me, but we made it with 10 minutes to spare. It is moments like these where I welcome corporate America with welcome arms and appreciate the amenities found in the city that I've taken for granted. Like 24 hour drugstores. Drugstores on every corner. A pharmacy on every other corner. You get my drift. Several allergy medications later, I drifted into sleep and realized the next morning that I was clearly allergic to nature. Excellent work. Unfortunately, I was also nowhere near non country for hundreds of miles and so we left Arcata and headed south.
If I had my way, I'd tell the world that I was allergic to nature, dirt, grass, redwoods, all forms of conifers and all forms of greenery that hadn't been pre-planned by an urban architect. As it turns out I'm not entirely offbase with that comment. I found out a week later that one of my friends is allergic to all conifers and grasses. Being allergic to nature? Completely normal.
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