At some point, we may have met. At a panel, at a conference, at a meetup, at my house.
We may have crossed paths holding bourbons in a dark, crowded bar, or clutching margaritas in our house. You may have been invited for a cocktail party, for our Christmas Potluck, for no particular reason except that we met you and weren't embarrassed to say YES WE WANT YOU TO BE OUR FRIENDS.
People are still laughing at the Internet. I'm still saying there are so many people that I have been privileged to meet (and have over to our house!) and there is still a host of people that make me think I need to purchase more glassware.
This is not a love letter to the Internet. The Internet is a tool.
This is a love letter to the people who have learned to use that tool.
You have made my life so wonderfully full that I'm fit to burst.
If you think this is about you...you're probably right.