Cough

The past three months, since November I have had a terrible cough. It serves no purpose, there is no mucus and no echoes in my chest. Just a dry, pointless cough. The Doctors tell me it will pass, my lungs are fine. "Loads of people have got it." How many people? No-one I know suffers from it. They say there is nothing they can give me. There must be, what is modern medical science for? I just want to feel normal please! This cough, in certain ways though, has been a blessing. It meant I could no longer smoke lovely Marijuana. This has led to a 'clean' mind and life. Being clean is rewarding to my thoughts. The point I am at in life, requires I stay clean. Except for a cough. I can sort it all out, fortunes, plans and dreams are aligning. This cough has become a part of my everyday life. I am aware that every-time I splutter it out, I seem infected and ill. This is not contagious, I swear.