Since 2021, I have been running a programming school for four years.
On the night of February 15th (Saturday), the day after Valentine’s Day, while I was working, my beloved mechanical keyboard broke. The likely cause was the depletion of the lithium-ion battery. I tried charging it for hours, but it never responded again. When I realized that sound, that tactile feel, would never return, an empty feeling spread deep within my chest.
For a while after that, I ran the programming school without a keyboard. It was a bit inconvenient, but I accepted it as something I had to deal with. However, one day, I suddenly remembered that I had a foldable keyboard at my desk at home. I quickly took it out and started using it in the school. It was a fragile tool, but strangely, it worked without issue. It felt like merely a means to hold things together.
Now, I am likely running the smallest keyboard programming school in Japan. I can truly feel how one keyboard can change the atmosphere of the entire classroom. The white mechanical keyboard breaking was probably just a malfunction. Yet, it made me realize, only after losing it, just how important it had been.
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Yasuharu Nagura 