Sunny and sickly

it's a warm day finally thankfully
I audio record this poem this entry
because I simply can't be bothered to type

the Sun it's surrounds me even though earlier it decided to eclipse on the other side of the moon I missed it
the emails and tasks of a Monday
we're happening instead alongside my cold that no I don't think really is allergies

it's never really allergies
one of the many frustrating times you are reminded that

no you can't control much of anything at all

you will sneeze and cough and barely taste anything at all despite all of your best efforts