Shikayat

I coughed all night.
This morning I spent 10 minutes looking for socks without holes.
Lowered my expectations and looked for socks with minimally-annoying holes.
It's May and I'm still wearing corduroys.
I was helping Remy tame his crazy hair and in a fit of pique, I picked up the shears.
I saw a picture of my mother from 5 years ago; something changes in the eyes.
I saw chicken bones on the street and wondered about Santeria.
What is it about numb extremities?
I think I have a tapeworm 'cause I'm still hungry.