The following are the thoughts that go through my head right after I notice that my tremendous follower count has gone down.  When my follower count goes up, there is very little reaction.  Perhaps, a barely perceptible raise in the corners of my mouth and that is it.  I suppose negativity and neurosis feed my clown.  How I wish it weren’t so, but I’m old now – not Betty White old, more like Zac Efron old – and I’ve come to accept such things.  When good things happen to my WordPress stats there is a tiny jolt to the electrical circuits of my central nervous system, but when bad things happen there is a full on brain storm.  And I don’t mean the good…