Where is my Digifluff?

I've spent my entire adult life searching for Digifluff. Only recently did I discover, accidentally, that is was right under my nose. At any moment I can reach out and grab my Digifluff. Although I can look upon its beauty for a moment, the moment comes and goes without ceremony and fades into the huberis of what is, what was, and what it will become. Because the Digifluff is in a constant state of flux and entropy. It's everywhere and everything to one person and nowhere and nothing to the next person. So with great care I gently return the Digifluff, cherishing the memory of our time together. Now that I can get to my Digifluff I just have to figure out how to market it.