No one should have to drink Theraflu on a sunny day with the leaves still green. It’s not an aesthetic match. It’s like eating shrimp at the airport or wearing Clogs to the opera — of course it can be done but it’s not right.
But here I am, on my couch, the sun pouring in, drinking Theraflu while the pets all stare at me with some vague unmet need. I …
Keep reading with a 7-day free trial
Subscribe to Shangrilogs to keep reading this post and get 7 days of free access to the full post archives.