Yesterday it was the last of four wine-lessons.
This time wasn’t mor alcoholic than the last one, but I was feeling bad during the night, my bowels were standing still, lingering. Bloating.
This morning I almost couldn’t wake up. I feel wrecked.
I’m now taking a shit, but it’s not even that bad.
I guess I’m just ill… shit.
Meanwhile, shit gets out, careless of how I feel
