But these post-failed-transfer cramps hurt. Like, I'm having trouble sitting up straight. I'm sort of half-hunched over like a crone.
Rain and chill outside, so the dog is trying to persuade me that dogs don't have to go outside to go to the bathroom. Going to the bathroom is all in your mind, and he has risen above it.
There is something essential and mammal-like about wanting to hunker down in soft things when it's cold and wet outside.
It is all I can imagine doing right now.
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