Wake up this morning. Have to shit. Go into bathroom. Toilet is frozen -- the water in the toilet and in the tank, frozen solid. Shit. Thermometer reads -3. Put on boots, snow pants, gloves. Trudge into woods behind my house, there's a foot and a half of snow on the ground. Take a shit. Trip pulling pants up and fall bare-ass into snow. Go home. Take hot shower -- these pipes are somehow not frozen. Crawl back into 20-degree sleeping back and sleep for two more hours.
Would you consider these First- or Third-World problems?
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. . . first. it's your choice to be there. that changes everything.
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