For the past 3 (+/–) years my relationships with the code can be described as relationships of fatty with the fridge, at 3 AM, after alcohol. Development was a funky magic runaway train I was late for and I had to push hard to catch up. But now, when I can state that I jumped in, I must get on the diet to keep going.
No, it’s still same (and even bigger) fun playing with all these shiny new tech toys and do the stuff that I’m doing, but what actually bothers me:
Code is extremely powerful matter, but code for code is road to nowhere (of course there are exceptions, but I’m not one of them for sure).