Oh how the fates have spurned be yet again. Just when I decide to abolish water due to aftertaste, I am mocked by a trickling sensation in my throat and a need to cough. Nothing is there when I cough, no hope or results. Damn you post-nasal drip and your kinfolk. I am at a loss for my next action, what drugs will cure my predicament? Water! You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.
Hydrate you body so that all of that mucus can flow freely. So I sit here and drink my 9th or 10th glass of water, suffering with each sip. A little less coughing and I know that eventually my water will fuel a complete extinction of drip. Now how in the world could such a beast of a liquid help so much? The fates have conspired, I shall be more careful in my ranting. Or shall I? Money is the root of all evil … I’m waiting for my winning lottery ticket fates!
