"St Thomas Grey, St Thomas Grey
"The longest night and the shortest day."

- an old rhyme for the Solstice; I can't remember where I first heard it but it always comes back to me on this day.

Soon the brightness will grow again, and fast, always faster somehow than I expect. The day will no longer be over by half past three. The world will come back to life.

I joined this site a fortnight ago today.

I did not have a clue how it worked, or about its lore and culture.

Now, it seems intuitive - though not because I am adept but because networks and protocols are familiar and practical things.

We use them all the time: www, mobiles, emails, etc.

And this place is structured to encourage calm civility.

It was Twitter which was strange and, in many ways, inhumane - rewarding clicks and rage and vileness.

We just got used to it.

And now we are out.

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