Plurisy
I believe my bad case of wanderlust has settled in my chest. It has now become relocationlust and is threatening my already compromised lungs.
I pretty desperately want to live elsewhere than Memphis, but I need to pull up my pants-legs and wade into planning for financial padding, field research, job likelinesses, degree and kind of queer company, etc.
The summer's humidity here became an objective correlative.
My nostril's flare for it, but prudent waiting wins out.
Is there an herbal chest-salve I can use to ease the persistence of the lust til a more direct remedy comes along? Something to make me happier with the here til my walking shoes are fitted?
I pretty desperately want to live elsewhere than Memphis, but I need to pull up my pants-legs and wade into planning for financial padding, field research, job likelinesses, degree and kind of queer company, etc.
The summer's humidity here became an objective correlative.
My nostril's flare for it, but prudent waiting wins out.
Is there an herbal chest-salve I can use to ease the persistence of the lust til a more direct remedy comes along? Something to make me happier with the here til my walking shoes are fitted?