Every weekend is the same story… I’ve got to choose between sleeping as much as I feel OR to take a normal shit, respectful of my body routines.
Today I chose to oversleep. And i feel soo good about it!
I’ve had breakfast, took it very slowly, then I went to the loo, well aware of the constipated moment ahead…
But you know what?? I was no constipated at all!
WOAH! It’s wonderful! So good! NICE!
Oh yeah. A nice weekend begins
