dreamy guest post

We're very pleased to have some high quality guest-post content to share with you! This post comes from long time reader, first time doo-doo-blogger Jeffrey Young, and it is as poem. Here goes:

A Poem About Dreaming About a Poem About Poop

I dreamt about a poem about poop and struggled to remember it when I awoke

The poem was in five stanzas

The first stanza was about a particularly large poop back in maybe September

And how the toilet must have been flushed since then because we couldn’t see it in there anymore

The second and third stanzas were perhaps odes to particular poops since then

Which were probably still in there

The fourth stanza was on the wonders of the composting toilet

The fifth stanza was about how there are many rivers to cross

And how I look forward to fording all of them

Thank you so much Jeffrey for this defecatory gem. Many happy turds to you!

short form answer

The past couple weeks, my shits have mostly come quickly, in low volume, and pretty unsatisfyingly. It's like a couple little bits in the morning, or before bed, or really any time in the middle. Once in a while, this is punctuated by a large, urgent shit around 10am. For many years, I've been a 2-4 shits a day kind of person, and that's fine, but this nibbling around the edges is just no fun.