Byzantium's Shores: chronicling the misadventures of an overalls-clad hippie

I've been nursing a cold for the last couple of days, which is why I've been absent from posting since Friday.

The problem with summertime colds is the degree of incredulity they create. Since it's not the time of year that I associate with colds, not only is there the typical suffering of a runny nose and a sore throat and all the rest of it, but there is an additional sense that "I can't believe this is happening! How on Earth did I get a cold? Nobody I know has one!" If this were October or November, say, I would have little difficulty accepting the fact that I have a cold right now. As it is July, though, the whole thing seems a bit stupid.

Now, it's off to ladle some more DayQuil down my throat.