The last day of Cohost host feels like the final day of a furry convention. I can’t explain it but the vibes are exactly the same bittersweet to me. The sense of “don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened” and the carrying forward of the memories made and friendships forged or renewed. We’ll see each other down the road, at the next furcon. We’ll find each other again, and it won’t be on cohost itself but we’ll bring the best parts and memories of cohost with us wherever we go.
Be excellent to each other. And party on, dudes!
