Boy do I know how you feel. So many things that used to seem interesting and deep to me (often involving syntax or parsing or data formats) now feel like busywork and noise. Or like I&#x27;m visiting a land where everyone wears extra layers of heavy, stiff clothing and speaks in long circumlocutions. I feel claustrophobic and can&#x27;t wait to get back to Sexp-land where I can breathe.<p>Some of it&#x27;s just habit, of course, but the lightness and simplicity also seem objective to me. It becomes hard to understand why everyone else keeps jumping through all those pointless hoops, you get ever more impatient and irritable with it all, and one day you fall prey to full smugweeniness.