I’ve got to admit that having this blog helps me feeling less alone in moments like these.
I’m now crouched on the floor, waiting for my bowels to unclog, while I take a rest from some fifty abs I’ve just made to facilitate somehow the movements of my bowels.
I think, telling people about my distress takes a great part of making me feel better.
In the meanwhile — the neighbours’ dog barking in distance —, I keep laying on the floor, sleepless, deluded, and literally full of crap.
