Open Blocked Nose ((free)) -

Leo smiled, took one more perfect breath, and fell asleep three minutes before his alarm was set to go off. He didn’t care. For now, in the silent, sacred hour before dawn, his nose was open, and the world was full of air.

It was 3:17 AM, and Leo was certain of two things: first, that he had an important presentation in five hours, and second, that his nose had been replaced overnight with a solid block of cement. open blocked nose

He lay on his back, mouth-breathing like a beached whale, staring at the water stain on the ceiling that looked vaguely like a disapproving face. The disapproving face seemed to mock him. You should have bought that humidifier, it seemed to say. You should have changed the air filter. You should not have eaten that entire cheese platter at midnight. Leo smiled, took one more perfect breath, and

His mother had told him about this once, years ago. A weird life hack she’d seen on a morning show. He tore off a small strip of medical tape, stretched it across the bridge of his nose, and pressed gently, pulling the skin outward. It was 3:17 AM, and Leo was certain

Leo looked at his reflection. His eyes were red. His upper lip was shiny with menthol. There was a single noodle from the soup clinging to his shirt. He had never felt more defeated.

He had tried everything. The steam shower had turned the bathroom into a sauna and done nothing. The saline spray had felt like someone throwing a teaspoon of water into the Sahara. The pillow-propping had only given him a neck cramp. And now, his last resort: a spicy chicken soup from the 24-hour diner, delivered lukewarm and congealing on his nightstand.

He shuffled back to bed, lay on his side, and closed his eyes. The water-stain face on the ceiling seemed less disapproving now. Almost proud.