Take a good look at these trees. They look innocent enough, I know, but they're not. They are, in fact, ruining my life.
Perugia is full of thousands of poplar trees (pioppi in Italian) which produce a massive attack of pollen through the Spring. Little cotton-looking poofs of pollen that waft through the air, falling to the ground to then cover it in what looks like mounds of snow. It's GROSS.
Anyway, I spent almost all of Romina's wedding sneezing and my face was so puffy I think Andrea didn't recognize me at one point.
So that's what's going on with me: constant allergy-related angst. Well, if we're looking for a silver lining, I guess it makes my work angst seem like a peach in comparison....
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