While everyone's being nostalgic about what Twitter means to them, I may as well add my two cents.

I didn't give birth to Twitter โ€“ that was Jack and Florian. But I was its midwife and adoptive mother; for two months in early 2007, I was the code's sole guardian and caretaker.

I was also the first person to hate Twitter; back when it was SMS-only, I did the math and realized that my immigrant prepaid phone plan would charge me $2000/year to send and receive even a 2006-era number of tweets. ๐Ÿงต

But, eventually, I came to love it, and it's lived rent-free in my head ever since. In so many ways, it defines me as much as I want it not to. It's a relationship that's unreciprocated โ€“ the job will never love you back. A friend used to say that I didn't owe it anything, but ...
@blaine I came properly to Twitter during the 2011 Egyptian revolution - thank you