Breathless Devon

Pulling into Devon, and my breathing is difficult, compared to east Anglia and bracknell where I would feel fresh air passing through my nostrils, now I feel I am only breathing using my mouth. 

This I believe to be the climate, which after three years I am still having trouble acclimatizing to.

And while I know that when I reach my destination nothing is going to change I will still despise living there and there are two options like the frog in boiling water will jump straight out. If however you slowly boil it from cold he will not move. I know I need to move quickly, or be boiled alive in breathless Devon.
In Plymouth now and all I can feel is tension and excitement in my stomach, I get to drink a Yakult, half choking because it won't go down.