I never go to the toilet just as I leave a place. Instead I’m always arriving in need of the toilet. I leave somewhere – and then arrive in need of the loo, in need of a place to go. Usually just wees, but you know…
This is the fucking metaphor of/for my life. It’s some sort of truth also. Which is forever underlying in and of any metaphor. Lying there p…
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