Day 54: I should have guessed. My eyes are itchy, I've been sneezing every few hours and my chest feels constricted. No, I'm not getting a cold. I'm suffering from an inverted air mass. That became quite apparent when I went in town today. As I crested the hill south of Graham, my eyes fell on a layer of brown fug spread like a carpet across Flatland. By the time I reached the shopping district, I was feeling decidedly short of breath. A return to the Mountain gave me some relief, perhaps only because the air LOOKED cleaner.
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