15 February: Sunday schollwumpit.

Had to poo as soon as I woke up. Didn't even get a chance to open my phone--I sat down and, blaat! It's poo. As I've written many, many times before--poo is poo. It never stops. Sometimes it gives us a brief glimpse before it continues the journey to the sewer. It's brief opportunity to shine, and then, flush. Bye poo. 

eNjoy.