Great Wall
Proof:
Given that I will likely never consort with the opposite sex in any way, shape, or form...
What is the Internet? Is it just a collection of assorted information with some elaborate organization just to handle it all? I hardly think so. I think of the Internet more as a place. A cafe, if you will, where people come and go, with the largest library in the world. You can get to this coffee shop from anywhere in the world.
With all that in mind, I'm bound by habit. I know that, as soon as I leave the confines of this school, this town, I'll likely never see any of these people around here again, and maybe, by gods, I like it that way. Maybe I want this opportunity to disappear into the shadows, but one thing is clear: the coffee shop is still there. You don't have to go out of your way to get there, but maybe, when the time comes, I'll make sure to stop myself at the door, so that in one grand finale, I can fade away into the night.
I think I would like that.
Alcyon, Upsilon Andromedae II - 2173 September 28