The most important thing I have learned from one of my PR colleagues is to piss in the water of the toilet. It may as well make a louder noise, but at least it won’t splatter by far as much. And if you are concerned about what others might think, they already know what you are doing in there, and rather hear it than clean after the job is done.
I have just had coffee. Actually, I have had a cappuccino. It made me realize I have always been a sexual person. I have always had sex, even if I was not making love. I have always had sex, even when I was in love. With different persons. And sex is for me probably one addiction I am not willing to quit. I have had a coffee with someone. A coffee, not sex. The sparkle in his eyes, “from the beer”, he said, my realization, the short way back, the cold outside, the sour throat, the sequence of tenses, this post. Universe’s conspiracy. It is all Somebody’s smile at me. I can only catch a glimpse at Somebody’s corner of the mouth.