Saw somebody favorited something this evening, had to take a look since the title of the piece didn't ring a bell. After seeing the item, I chuckled to myself how things have changed.

I was thinking of updating the description, toning the language down, but the piece is what they made it and so should the description. It was another time, for both of us, and I think we've gone past that. I've found myself now laughing off situations like the one that happened and perhaps exiting with a stfu.

Looking out my townhouse's office window, I think of what I would tell myself, what to avoid, what to do. Then I remember you can't change one without repercussion and I'm quite pleased of where I am in life.

On a related note, I really need to delete the "delete sometime" folder from my Outlook.