Then it was as though the pressure inside me was ratcheted up, although there was no particular place that hurt, everything was painful, and the pain grew and grew, it was unbearable, and then my stomach muscles went into a spasm. I swallowed, dragged myself to my feet, and tried to hold it back as I stumbled toward the bathroom, the pressure mounting and mounting, that was all that existed, and then I snatched at the toilet seat, flung it up, knelt down, wrapped my arms around the bowl, and spewed a cascade of yellow and green vomit into the water with such force that it splashed back into my
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Knausgaardian hang over vomit.
