Dear Cold,
It's been three weeks now that we've been acquainted. You infiltrating my nose, sinuses, and lungs like you were invited. Me chugging Mucinex like a drunk on a bender trying to rid myself of your presence but you persist. I particularly relish the way you retreat a little bit and lull me into a false sense of wellness only to come back with a vengeance.
At the first tinge of you I started those expensive little lies that you take to "stop a cold before they start." After $50 at