I honestly have no idea how I’m going to handle it when someone that hosts a podcast I’ve listened to for hundreds of episodes over many years ends up dying.
I think about how much time face to face I spend with friends, even those I’ve known for over a decade, and then I contrast that with some podcasts where they’re on episode four hundred and something and I’ve heard them all going back many years.
Aside from immediate family, I don’t think I’ve spent thousands of hours interacting with almost anyone on earth.
Maybe I’ll feel like I did when Bowie and Prince died. Both made music that acted like a soundtrack to my life listened for thousands of hours over years, and both times it made me feel like an empty hole was just punched into me by their absence.
It’s so nice to read a blog! So glad you’re keeping it up. Will ty to check in more (confession I never used a blog reader, just visited places I like).
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