My first Mastodon anniversary is approaching and I feel gratitude. "5 November" lives in my brain right next to the birthday dates of my daughters, a truly significant date. I remember the excitement of arriving here, the good-natured welcome from the old hands, the buzz, the new encounters, the immersion in a new set of customs. A liberation. Sharing micro-thoughts with others straight, without algorithm or hype. Eleven months on, I still feel the power of that liberation every time I post.
I remember few dates: my own birthday, the birthdays of my immediate family, the day I started my first proper job. The 5th of November 2022 has become part of that short list.
Ha, I never made the connection! Guy Fawkes is a regular event for family outings, of course, so we do take note, but as I said, most dates slip by me, and so does Guy Fawkes's date.
We must have been out with the girls for the bonfire in the village on that evening in 2022, before I joined Mastodon later in the night.
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