I spent the better part of Tuesday staring at a flickering cursor, feeling like I was running a marathon on a treadmill—exhausted, yet exactly where I started. For a long time, I thought I was the only one who felt that specific brand of "productive loneliness," where you’re connected to everyone via a screen but anchored to nothing. I assumed everyone else had cracked the code to a meaningful hustle while I was just vibrating in place. But as I started talking about the silence between the notifications, I realized we’re all just staring at our own cursors, waiting for a sign that it’s okay to just be for a second. It turns out, that "empty" feeling isn’t a flaw in the system; it’s the human part of us asking to be refilled.