I wasn't the one who took this picture. But I was next to the person who did. Once again I spent the night awake, but I was somewhat useful from 4 am to 9 am. Then the allergy came back like a vengeful ex. I love going to used bookstores, but I'm allergic to dust, mites, some types of paper, and some types of chemicals... among other things. The life of a chronically ill person is very exciting. I don't even need to make a friend who gets me lost hiking alone for 5 days in the woods. (Did you see that horrible news? Be careful who you associate with.)