I was dreading going outside to use
the toilet, getting drenched running
out there, water dripping on me
from the leaky ceiling, wet
newspaper, the flies attacking me
from below. Then I had an idea.
Why bother with the outhouse at
all? Why not put some newspaper
on the floor and do my business
like a puppy? That seemed like a
fantastic idea. So that’s what I did. I
took the newspaper, laid it out on
the kitchen floor, pulled down my
pants, and squatted and got to it.
When you shit, as you first sit
down, you’re not fully in the
experience yet. You are not yet a