There’s a strong link between slumber and defecation. When one goes missing for days, the other will follow.
These weeks I am piling up hours of sleep lost, consequently, shit’s not coming out as usual. In the morning it pretends there ain’t any left after a few unsatisfying drops, then in the evening it calls, waking up from its own hibernation. Since I have no way to free myself from the burden, it cumulates, looping the cycle in the morning.
Today I am going back at my climbing gym. I need it. It’ll smoothen the gap between slumber and defecation. I can be again a human. I need it.