Fresh Air

I need some. I find myself sighing loudly and uncotrollably. I don't even realize I'm doing it until a co-worker, housemate or friend looks at me with the "what's wrong" face.
I have 4 friends from out of town coming in over the next 7 days. I have to split my time this weekend so as to make sure I can be available as much as possible with Miss Ali Kay and my Chicago gals Trish and Jamie since flights/trains are expensive and through crazy scheduling the 3 of them will be here during the same period of time. Justin will arrive day after tomorrrow and stay overnight for a short stint in the City of Brotherly love but it will be nice to see him since I was still living in Kalamazoo the last time I say him.
Fresh air.
Come find me. The asthma is settling in my lungs and in my bones. This room is where I am. This room is where I stay. Pull me out into the sunshine and into the AIR. BREATHE!