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The world, as I knew it, vanished in an instant. One moment, the vibrant tapestry of life was spread before me; the next, Glaucoma had claimed my sight, plunging everything into an unexpected, profound darkness. It wasn't a gradual fade, but an abrupt, total eclipse of the world I had always navigated with my eyes.

When was the last time you did absolutely nothing?” In a world that glorifies productivity and multitasking , doing nothing feels almost rebellious. Our phones buzz, notifications pop, and social media feeds never end. Every moment seems filled with something—work emails, messages, endless scrolling. But here’s the truth: this constant engagement comes at a cost. It erodes our ability to focus, make decisions, and truly be present.

For years, the story of modern smartphone design has been one of subtraction. We’ve seen the headphone jack disappear, the physical Home button fade into history, and bezels shrink to near-nothingness, all in pursuit of a seamless, slab-of-glass ideal. Apple, perhaps more than any other company, championed this minimalist gospel. Yet, a peculiar shift has recently occurred. A new button has appeared on the latest flagship iPhones: the Action Button. This addition, replacing the venerable, tactile, and instantly-understandable Silent Switch, forces a question upon those of us who appreciate the subtle genius of a minimal interface: Do we really need more buttons on the iPhone?

This is another attempt to write poetry, a skill I lost after college romance. In loneliness and solitude I think about my ex-lover, not my girlfriend but lover. She scarred me good and I never fell in love again. A hopeless romantic one may say. Enjoy the poem, stop being judgmental, like you had great success with your romance!

I saw a funny picture on Facebook the other day. It was a simple list about staying healthy: Eat well, sleep enough, exercise, and in the end... you still die. For a moment, I felt like all my effort—all the morning jogs and the boring salads—was a total waste. It seemed like the whole point of life was actually no point at all because the finish line is just the grave. What's the big deal with trying so hard if you just end up dead?