Morning already. Too close to nighttime, too bad to be awake.
Basically still wine-drunk, my intestines being beaten and stretched by an invisible hand. Pain pervades my entire body.
Now turds piling inside the pool, they’re clearly eagerly waiting for it to be crowded, to get the party started, with me as an unintentional witness, yet very much involved.
My girlfriend still asleep, I am considering the idea it is just a bad dream, a nightmare, though it’s not. I’ve bean beaten down by my own shit. It is humiliating me.
the Shy Tird 