This is how it goes. If I get myself involved in the software community in a way that involves a lot of uncertainty, I have difficulty getting the problems out of my head. I like certainty; if I write a patch for FontForge, it almost surely will be accepted. On the other hand, even though I am on perfectly good terms with the Unicon programming language community—I’m officially some kind of baronet or the like in that community—if I write a non-trivial patch it will end up in a years-long queue for consideration, while the target moves and eventually I abandon my own patch. And it never ends; my mind touches on all these things countless times throughout the day, and in an anxious way that is mixed in with thoughts about war carnage and the fat content of foods.