Another One Gone

Christoph stopped blogging. It was one of maybe three blogs I actually read—the kind of thing I’d check every morning, the kind that shaped how I thought about things. Ad’s gone, Nicki’s gone, now him too. I’m not trying to be melodramatic about it, but there’s a real emptiness there.

You spend enough time online and you get used to people disappearing. They burn out, move on, find something else to do with their time. But when it’s the actual voices you care about—the people whose thinking actually mattered to you—it lands different. You keep refreshing for a week, expecting something new, and then you stop. The habit dies.

It’s getting quieter. The few of us who stuck around, we’re walking into whatever comes next with less light than we had before. I don’t know what happens from here.