to me to make something official
of letting it slowly fade
away any more than it already has.
It must have been E2. From the moment it appeared on the scene, it was over. I'd never find the enjoyment of going on a mad noding spree ever again. Not that I didn't try, mind you. For I did. But there was no feeling eminating from it. There was bliss on Everything, even when I was only linking. Here, well, it doesn't seem to matter. No, not in that silly manner from Everything, where you know it didn't matter, but it was fun because of it, because maybe people would notice, and things would grow like dandelions do in the summer. Here it feels like everyone's in their own world, with only strands to let them know they're not alone.
I can't tell you why this place reminds me of a stainless steel room, strong and featureless, but it does. Maybe it's how all the features on the page are wrapped up nice and tidy in their own packages.
So I declare myself no longer an Everything regular (having long ceased to be part of the Everything In-Crowd). I'll still be here from time to time, but like a friend that you just don't talk to much anymore. Maybe someday I'll be friends with the grey goddess of noding. Maybe.