Remember the coin that was in the commode? Well, that coin still won’t budge, it’s still there.
So I took a pair of tongs and managed to pick it our, after several attempts. The first few attempts were so pointless. The coin fell back into the water – PLOOP. This happened around half a dozen times till I got the knack of pulling the coin out.
I think the coin symbolises something in life. I don’t know what, as yet. But I plan on figuring that out.