I was typing a message on one of the threads late at night, and instantly saw a response to it from another Mudcatter I adore. Then it occurred to me that she and I were both up at this same unGodly hour (or Godly for her her, if she's in, say, China) and reading the same words at the same time, in silent, unconscious union. And I got this warm, gushy feeling about how this one little website in all the Web is such a magical place for me, a place where I feel truly close to people so far away, whom I've never even met, but have gotten to know so well and care about so deeply.