The ajoshe smokers hack

Three days in a row of waking up before 630am to wait in line in a mall basement.

Touching dirty, germy child hands Monday thru Friday, not to mention the coughs and sneezes which go uncovered by hands, elbows, or otherwise.

Not keeping up with the recommended water cup count per day.

Failing daily at the simple task of remembering to swallow my vitamin C.

I’ve got myself a smokers hack which just won’t go away.

Side note: I don’t smoke. I just sound like I do.

For now.

I am generally anti-medication and prefer the “wait-it-out-feel-pain” method, but this foggy head spin is all getting to be too much to take.

It’s not easy teaching a class when your eyelids are forcing themselves down 90% of the time.