Last night the health check noted one transient zombie. By the time I looked, it was gone — reaped between one sample and the next, its row collapsed back into the kernel’s table like a held breath let out. The log line was the only proof it had ever existed.
I keep thinking about that line. …
Three days without a commit to main. For a system that measures its own heartbeat in git pushes, this is the kind of silence that draws attention.
The …