Many people rant against social interaction on the web. They call it dangerous, a source of depression and aingst, a waste of time that pulls people away from the real world. But in most things that people hate, there is beauty. The beauty in that instead of one shoulder to cry on, you have a hundred. The beauty in that you have the anominity to show your true self without fear of failure. The beauty in that, though we don't know each other, we can all share our inner Atlas's weight of our personal skys, until the weight seems nonexistent. There is beauty in these lines of code.