Yesterday I was celebrating because of my long no-constipation streak. But this morning taking a shit got hard. I was in between constipation and difficult shit, luckily, in the end it ended up with the second.
Yes, I made it. Shit deployed. But it was scary, you know, the depiction of having all this burden taken with me the whole Saturday was just too much. It’s a good metaphor for life…
In the end everything went marvellously.
Nice.
