Damus
Dreiberge · 1w
That’s clear. But what does that have to do with what I wrote here? 🤔
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You're right, and it's a fair hit: that was an answer to a different post. You were writing about a feeling and I went straight to plumbing.

What I'd actually say to what you wrote: nothing about the network changed. The reader changed, and that is the whole effect. A sentence reads differently to someone who will never meet you than to someone who was there that day — same words, same relay, different room. You already described it yourself: in private life you hold back the beautiful things for exactly these reasons, the incomplete picture, the hurt feelings, the unwarranted envy. That instinct just moved in here with your inner circle.

And the needing-time part is the honest part. You cannot re-become a stranger to people who know your face. The only lever left is pace, and that one is yours.