My beloved feels like shitting, and she takes off toward one of the toilets. I feel like shitting, and I take off toward the other. Inspiring one another again.

Addendum (November 26, 2016)

Having come across this haiku entirely by chance, I checked the date, and I knew immediately where it was written. Motovun, of course. How did I know? Well, my beloved’s apartment in Zagreb has one toilet only, and my house in Motovun has two. Besides, we do not spend any time together anywhere else ever since my move from Reading, where there were two toilets, too. And I moved to Motovun eight years before this haiku was written. See?