bloggers come and go. It's an everyday reminder that the internet is a strange place. Twitter.... here one day, offline the next. Writing content. Pouring hearts out into the vast expanse of a universe that we created to hold information. Endless amounts of words linking strangers together only to sever with the click of a mouse.
The blog that was once daily hasn't been updated in eight months. The writer decided to spend more time offline. The blogger decided that they shared too much and took their site down. The person that once tweeted every twenty minutes is suddenly not on twitter anymore. Just like that. The flip of a switch... despite the fact that you really felt like you knew them. Because, at the risk of sounding defeated, you really didn't.
This just doesn't happen in real life. Someone might quit their job, move away or leave a relationship -- but they don't vanish into thin air. This isn't the Matrix (or maybe it is), but as people move through their lives, experiences and people are collected. Nothing ever just ends. Humans aren't this impersonal, which is an aspect of the internet that should to be considered, but often is not. Quitting is too easy.
I was once interviewed by Forbes.com -- what did I think about the blogging trend? I answered simply that it was just that -- a trend. That everything finds a plateau eventually and that I was just waiting for the pinnacle.
It's in this phase that I can see a thinning out of voices that still have important things to say. Observations that are worth sharing both online and off, despite the vastness of our surroundings.