troll treats in Captured thoughts

I tend to overdue it. Somedays more than others. I’m not going to write about that again. Clean up your act or just accept what you are.
I can accept who I am.
I am a reluctant member of society. But on the plus side, I don’t have a big ego and I express myself well. I’m not in your face. I’m actually quietly sitting behind a fence, or on a bench, way over there in the shade. And at times like these, when I’m in a self-reflective mood I think logically that you only need 51% to have a majority. I don’t care that I have no friends. I just don’t want an angry mob to form outside my house.

I don’t take things personally, at least not for very long.
I got another bad fake review on google but I did what you’re suppose to do — responding with compassion and understanding. And I used the negative review as a little billboard to advertise myself as well. And then a returning client saw the fakery and piled on with another excellent review. So that little piece of shit backfired for the internet troll.
Flaming turd on the doorstop becomes another bulb in the shopfront sign. Magic.

I moved back up to my office loft and set up a second monitor, so now I have three. This is a sweet set up. It’s like my own personal NATO command centre.

I think my plans to visit Taiwan in October might probably not happen. That’s a shame. My plans to become someone else derailed, like I’m in a Japanese ghost town waiting for the train and knowing that arrivals and departures are over forever.