I have never thought to myself “Hmm, I could appreciate coughing.” Now though, I appreciate coughing.

I woke up last night (somewhere in the middle of it, after taking a long time to fall asleep amidst coughing fits) coughing, but then wasn’t able to cough because the coughing muscles were finally completely spent; I tried to cough and all that happened was this really pathetic sound, “cchhHHeeeaaaaahhh.” It sounds like wind-knocked-out wheezing less the charm, all the ugh of coughing minus the momentary relief of the actual “cough” part. The only thing I can think to liken it to is when you’re puking and you’ve basically emptied your belly, but your system is like “oh no I don’t think so, we’re going to keep at this.”

A different perspective can be a mighty thing. I appreciate coughing.

Apologies, I believe this is the most unpleasant thing I’ve written here by a long shot. Does anybody have some crackers and cheese to go with my whine?