Pavlov
- T. Neville
- Nov 27, 2016
- 1 min read
I've somehow "trained" myself to have to pee with the urgency of an emergency plane landing when I arrive home. As I approach my front door, I'm usually running for my life. It seems I have some sort of trigger reaction when I pull up. Every time I can calmly walk into my apartment, I say "thank God."
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