Today I deeply tired. I fucking want to do nothing.

Funny how I have to put all the energy I’ve got left into pushing hard to discharge my hidden treasure.

Hidden coz I had no shit today, and I silently suffered in distress all day, treasure because I’d be rich if I could only be free from this stupid burden.

Stress is so stressful, it gives me constipation, hence more stress!

Feeling a little nausea. Probably because I had no shit this morning.

Anyways, I tried, but the only thing i dealt with is a turd small as a marble :/

Today giving birth to my turds it’s been like riding downhill.

I just gave a little push to start with, and it just got out by itself. It feels like having an open tap as anus

This is the moment when I take a shit.

Just because I couldn’t do it this morning.

Uhm, since yesterday I had four shit, this morning there’s nothing to produce…

Pity…

Once home I had to place another shit. Ueah, yeah, fourth of the day. Today is a great day for my bowels! party time!

Now I run to the gym

Bathroom session at the office. Second one…

Hate it when I have to start the day in a rush.

I am not the only one hating it. My bowels does as well… they get outraged by that and they refuse to expel. Hate it!!!

Second go. Now comes with stink.

Yesterday I kind of spent the day eating. No rest, no shit.

This means only one thing. I have dinosaurs of poop piled up inside me. Ages of evolutions, centuries of debris. Frankly, I hope my toilet is ready. Brace yourselves!