There have been two significant deaths in my little blogging world recently. One came out of the blue as a surprise, and one, while he'd been sick and absent for awhile still came as a shock. I'd even just reached out to check in the day after he died (but before the news was shared).
Both were men I really knew nothing about but once a week, if not more, I would get a glimpse into their life and what they were doing, where they were exploring or just a weekly chuckle at a shared joke or meme.
So it is a little strange how connected I felt, only realised by how sad I was to hear of their passing.
More bloggers announced retirement this week, and so the blogging world keeps shrinking.
The landscape has changed significantly since I started. My real connections are much smaller than they were yet my numbers are way up, higher than ever before (but I can only assume that is bots crawling all over the words, rather than eyes of real readers).
The dead internet theory seems more and more realistic these days, and yet, I don't lose my desire to write. A friend shared the 4 pillars of meaning (in a reel by Haileypaigemagee on Instagram, and the fourth one was Storytelling - how you have a narrative of who you are and how you got there. I guess that's what the blog is for me. Sorting out my thoughts & sharing the things I love in the world. Even if eventually it's just a personal diary lying bare to the bots, genuinely a lone voice screaming into the void...
However, that may be a few years off, in the meantime, I'll keep enjoying the fragile universe I share with people around the globe that once a week I mix with - looking at their world and sharing mine.
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