Normal life intervenes: Inbox articles from people who write daily become a burden - hopefully shot-lived - but I can keep an eye on the Friends pics at the top of my feed. Except now I can't. And I do feel adrift, but life's priorities are life's priorities.

I don't like being called an avatar but I live with it; I am not a damned Entity. Is Medium trying to reduce us to 1s and 0s? Grrr...