die nacht

While the world sleeps, watching server logs, surrounded by monitors, waiting for the time when the air conditioners will fall silent, and I can welcome back the cold, dark winter like the long lost friend he is.

I stare at the xterms, and ponder if perhaps it would have been better if this were only a living.  Something just to make money to do… whatever it is normal people do with other normal people.

But it is my life, or at least the center of it.  It is green or amber text on a black background.  A login and a shell.  A simple, yet obscenely configurable(via config file) window manager that doesn’t need a  bloated desktop framework to operate.

Days of programming, nights of systems work, and a limitless, sparkling sea of possibilities.

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