Life is getting back to normal, the troll thinks.

The troll went swimming today in an outdoor pool for an hour. That did wonders to the restless mind and lump. The troll also met her supervisor about her thesis and felt it went very well, or at least it will not be impossible to finish it.

Life in general is maybe calming down a bit, or at least compared to the last insane days, since the troll made some decision and since one intruder is not in her presence while the other intruder would like to be, but will not be able to. One can never know if not trying to find out. What did the troll find out?

Hmmm, well sometimes changes are even faster than expected, and not unwillingly. Sometimes it is ashame and also wrong to get so bloody angry, with or without a relevant reason, that others never get the chance to say what they need to say. But in this case the troll knows that the object will say, one day. The object needs, wants and feels. The troll will let the object talk and will listen, but reconsider? Was it really so bad? The troll needs to consult the mind.

The other intruder will not be allowed to speak. The troll shall not listen as it is irrelevant. It is very irrelevant even though it is nice, very nice, too nice. Yes, that is what it is, too nice. How can something be too nice? Can it really? Is it all about self deception? Nah, the troll doesn't have self-deception as a hobby.