Coffin Closed

Yesterday, when Google Reader was still working despite the fact that it was July 1, the day they told us it would end, I convinced myself that Google had somehow forgotten to turn it off, or they were just going to let it run without doing anything further, and that, so long as I kept my mouth shut about it, it would keep going and I would manage to make do with whatever decaying remnant of it crumbled around me. (This is how I deal with most things in life; it is amazing what kind of disarray and dysfunction you get used to if it happens gradually enough.) And yet, this morning, here it is: a death delayed but not denied, my own denial notwithstanding. NOW WHAT? I guess I’ll have a good cry and move on. Or maybe I’ll just give up. That seems a lot easier.