Thirty minutes after the phone call ended, I found myself rolling around in the dirt and grass just to punish myself.
I even burped for some reason.
Thirty five minutes after the phone call ended, I got up and started walking with my head to the ground.
One hour after the phone call ended, I've already taken a shower while laying on the bathroom floor. And I didn't worry about hygiene for that regard because Anshur waxed it this morning after breakfast already.
The showerhead sprayed down on the flesh of mine as I turned side to side like a kebab making sure water got everywhere. I melt away into the purest form of human existence; non-newtonian fluid. That's liquid when handled gently and solid when tossed around.
I didn't have the mind to use soap or scrub today, of course, I just decided to pour shampoo on my hair, rubbed it, release all the foam and used that said foam to scratch my body, basically smearing the said shampoo on my body and cleaning it, probably.
