Eight thousand six hundred

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The place I call home currently reports a pollen count of 8600. That's approximately 2000 points higher than the highest reading of last year. 

The insidious dust gets E-V-E-R-Y-W-H-E-R-E! It accumulates on any and all surfaces. Rinse it, you say? That only serves to create a sticky base that attracts more pollen until you have a thick pasty mixture. I suppose if you weren't allergic to the stuff, you could finger paint with it.

I, however, need to apply for girl-in-the-bubble-status. Until then, you'll find me inside, moping and sulking until the air clears to a more tolerable level.