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Last week, I was on the other side of the world, hanging out with friends I met online. It was nerve-wracking for all sorts of reasons — social anxiety, travel, etc. — but everything went swimmingly and now that I'm home, I'm not showing signs of having picked up any illness.
Not a moment has passed, since getting off the plane, where I haven't felt this deep sense of gratitude for what the last month or so has been like.
I do not miss being on Twitter — the platform where our friendships developed — but I am presently quite cognisant of the practical purposes it serves. My line of work makes good use of that platform, but trying to capitalise on it feels like selling my soul. Even just keeping taggable account on there feels a bit dirty.
Mastodon and Manyverse seem better by comparison, but the idea of microblogging again gives me an uneasy feeling. There's a strange social pressure I don't like dealing with, and I wonder if that's a common thing among certain people. Maybe being "slow and long-form" is a type and I'm that type, except I enjoy chat it closed cosy spaces too.
I'm thankful my online friends understand. Maybe that's why I found myself flying across the globe to be with them, and why our time together felt so good.
My photo culling is going dandy. I'm down to 356.16GB, well ahead of schedule for my end of year target. It surprises me how un-sentimental I've felt about most of them. There may be things to unpack there, but not tonight.
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