One day, years from now, you’ll scroll through your old Nostr events, see the dates, and feel a warm kind of sadness. Don’t forget the little notes and zaps that made you smile. You’ll be older, smarter, and maybe you’ll outgrow it, but don’t forget Nostr and moments it gave you. It was there for you when everything else was being captured.
When you’re really old, “a warm kind of sadness” is usually just you pissing your pants.
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