Tuesday, 10 December 2019 | 7:50 AM

The discomfort I feel in my life comes from many factors. One of them is my fragile belly, that is for sure!

Maybe I just shouldn’t have ate those chickpeas for dinner, maybe I shouldn’t have drank half a bottle of red wine. Maybe I should just stop lamenting.

In such a way I start my day.

Well, only after I freed the monster inside me!

Monday, 9 December 2019 | 11:24 PM

Just came back from the cinema, it is quite late, my mind starts to numb, my body too.

I brush my teeth, then I have a wee before going to bed.

There is something though, I feel it.

.

All right it was just a shy tird.

Just a single one.

Monday, 9 December 2019 | 10:41 AM

Just a two-pieces reprise.

Monday, 9 December 2019 | 09:13 AM

During my sessions I always bring stuff to do with me. Ever since I got one I never went to the loo without my phone, then I started with the computer. I can’t waist time in my life, that’s my thought!

But actually our shat time is quite precious, you know… it is a moment in which you really connect with your deeper self. You could listen to Him.

I am an atheist, I don’t believe in God, at least not the one every monotheistic religion talks about. I believe we, our-true-selves, are our own gods. Capital Him is our own core.

Just take sometimes for your thoughts, listen to yourself, will you?

I am a bit constipated today.

Sunday, 8 December 2019 | 09:23 AM

The funny smell comes back.

It arrived driving its little yucky shuttle.

Sunday, 8 December 2019 | 08:42 AM

Yesterday for dinner, I experimented.

Basmati rice and a made up sauce composed of: chickpea, garlic, milk, Turkish spices.

I must say it was a bit dry. Good taste though.

Yet, I niff a new kind of smell here!

Amazing discovery.

Saturday, 7 December 2019 | 10:03 AM

It is weird, you know… I am taking this shy tird thing quite seriously now.

Let’s say I am constantly looking forward to my next shat just because I want to write here.

I know, writing a post each and every time I am taking a poo is a stupid rule. I imposed on myself, yet it seems to be working!

What’s so weird then? Most of my morning shat happen like this: I sit, I handle my phone, I open the app and start typing the post. It really often happens I need to finish some other things before I can start, and here’s the funny fact: I hold my tird till I can actually start writing my post. I kinda feel like I must retain my feelings in order to channel them inside this very odd blog.

Friday, 6 December 2019 | 08:41 AM

I am so proud of announcing the great return of the shy tird.

I sat on the throne, then I had to wait for it! It’s been long time, you know! I am moved.

Then it started peering out very slowly… and it came out!

Thursday, 5 December 2019 | 10:28 AM

After a long wee comes a yucky reprise.

And my headache is still there.

Thursday, 5 December 2019 | 08:05 AM

Every single time I eat pizza for dinner I go through a painful aftermath. Why does it have to be like this?

Why does my colon wake myself up reminding me its suffering? How come life hurts this much? It is just a pizza!

I get breakfast. Then I am doomed to an outrush of bad feelings coming out of my arse.

Icing on the cake was the powerful headache I have since I woke up. Was it necessary though? Come on!