Thoughts on the iOS 10 Lockscreen

And just like that iOS 9 is a thing of the past and with it goes the beautiful look of iOS w it’s clear backgrounds and translucent panels. It will be replaced by iOS 10’s more solid panels w rounded corners and I can’t help but to think it’s a step backwards in design. Notifications in particular remind me a lot of the banner notifications that were introduced w iOS 5. This is traded off for much more functionality and especially advances the uses of 3D Touch, finally! Much easier access to widgets and camera, actionable notifications and “raise to wake” make even unlocking your phone a rare occurrence. RIP “Slide to Unlock”. 

One thing I will miss is the seamless method of quick replying to messages from the lockscreen. With iOS 9 you slide a notification over, press reply, type a response and when you hit send the keyboard disappears, your phone locks and the badge is cleared. iOS 10 requires (at least on newer devices) a 3D Touch to expand the conversation. It pops up a window w the whole thread of the message and stays up after sending until you press the home button or pull down to dismiss. The animations are just not as smooth and all the way up to the GM Beta I couldn’t get that pull to dismiss to toggle seamlessly. 
These are admittedly small gripes and Apple is clearly moving things forward w this release which I highly appreciate. But I can’t help to feel that they changed the overall look of the iOS for change’s sake. That’s not progress. It’s marketing. 

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Wednesday

He let me use the space for my own pleasures while he was away and I vowed to take full advantage of it do what I’ve always wanted to do: write. But where to start? How many times has the author gone to the edge, pen in hand and nothing to write? Like an eager lover that can’t satisfy out of pure fear of failure? But that’s what he told himself was the reason for being here in the first place. After he got off the road he was empty and tired and deflated and left with nothing to do but wait. And write. Ah but here it was again. Nothing to write. So I’ll go on wordless, endlessly ´╗┐seeking expression in a dream. 

´╗┐

God was she lovely. He remembered the way he woke up and saw her earrings on the bedside table like she owned the place. That’s what he loved about her. She could walk into a room and instantly people would be asking where she’d been. Complete strangers! What a woman. She loved him so much that he could never feel more alone with her and without her. It hurt everything in him when she walked by and flipped her hair to one side. She was beautiful like a present torn open as a child. Her secrets were never revealed to him even after so many years. Always a mystery that one was. That’s what he needed wasn’t it? She felt him so hard and he just ran away. But I digress. 

His bus came just as he was about to finish his lunch and he had to leave it half eaten so he could run and board for the mountains. She would be meeting him but he didn’t know it. He thought he was running away. Thought he was so f’ing clever but I think now that she knew all along. What a woman!