My Dad used to always complain of his ‘allergies’ and ‘allergy season’ but I never quite knew what he was talking about. But as I’ve gotten older, I am definitely afflicted with this treacherous problem. It’s pretty out, it’s getting warm, you’d like to enjoy this, but instead, your face and brain seem to be stuffed full of hot socks which also seem to be stabbing you a little bit, and you are constantly crying, or so it seems. Nice. Contrary to my previous post, I have been drinking this ‘tea’ to try and wake myself up, but my thoughts are muddled. Thanks, Dad. Thanks. Or I guess most people get allergies? So I guess, I am related to most people? All humans are related?? WHOA, YOU GUYS. WHOA.