I’ve not thought about this for a few years but yes. When I was a boy, I used to have a recurring dream of myself climbing this surreal-y tall climbing frame type thing. It was in an empty field. It had four repeating sections like a rope swing, rotating bridge, thick net, monkey bars, climbing wall etc. Stuff you’d typically find on an assault course or game show. It was even padded with the foam and vinyl you find in kids’ play areas. I’d have that dream most nights and would always fall out of the thing after 2-10 sections had been climbed. Well, I had resigned myself to continually climbing this thing each night and being awoken once a night as I hit the floor after falling. I’d always start at the height I fell from the previous night but progress felt minimal. Then, I finally reached the top. I remember looking around this field atop this ridiculously tall structure and feeling this great accomplishment. I genuinely couldn’t, and still can’t, believe that I got to the top. There was a massive slide from the top. I don’t think I could properly express just how long this was from the height. I rode it down and that was the last time I dreamed of it. I kind of miss that dream.
I second xmanager
This is exactly the reason I left too. In a way I feel a little sad for the loss of the community but generally it has become something different to what it once was anyway.
Knew nothing, still don’t know a lot and had a hell of a time signing up but it seems to be getting better and growing. I’m trying to be more active to help out with growth but I’m not that guy.