bitful

I go on and on about my failing health and nobody gives a toss. I dare mention that the pop princess might have lost her tiara and the comments flood in. Nice.

I'm much better anyway. Something unexpected and beautiful is happening. After hating my job with all the strength my body and mind could muster, every moment and every aspect of it, until I became sick, I finally learnt to let go and accept it. Actions have become routine and do not bother me too much.

It's also because I know I'll soon leave it, and it feels good - no matter what my next assignment within the company will be.

I'm almost enjoying customers' rudeness now, I can't help smiling broadly at their grumpy, pinched faces, wondering what kind of wound made them so sad.

I can't put my finger on what happened. Perhaps, as was once said by Scissor Sisters' frontman Jake Shears, about his successful stint as a go-go dancer to raise funds for a European college trip:

Once you've taken your clothes off in front of hundreds of people, things get a lot easier.

My unsuccessful stint as an amateur stripper only got me a tenner that now sits on Dr Bitful's fridge.

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