So s'morning I was about to have breakfast when I thought "Ooh, dilemma, do I need to have a pooh first or second?" In the end I thought that perhaps I would be able to eat my muesli, leave my coffee in the pot then have a pooh. But I actually ate my muesli, had my coffee, had a few (loosing) games of Solitaire, then came in and sat at my 'puter. It is now 10.30 and I haven't been for a pooh. I think I am relearning how it feels when I need one, not just "Now" like I have been feeling for some years.
I only learned how to feel like this with pissing (well to realise that I did) a few weeks ago