8.18.25: Inbox Zero

There’s a certain type of person who treats Inbox Zero like religion. I used to be one of them. Every email was a threat. Every unread badge, a reminder that I wasn’t in control. But one day, I just… stopped. Let it pile up. Watched the number grow. Nothing exploded. I still have friends. I still get paid. The world didn’t end. Turns out, most emails are just noise in disguise. Now, I reply when I want. Or don’t. Inbox peace isn’t zero. It’s not caring. That’s freedom.