It hit me like a brick wall on a Tuesday night while I was immersed in my phone around 11:30 PM. My wife went to bed a few hours earlier and recommended that I work on my wellness plan instead of staring at my phone for hours on end. I decided to stretch that recommendation and operate under the belief that staring at a phone, even for the purpose of tracking screen time, was borderline…
There’s this pure panic that washes over me the moment I open my laptop after hours and realize that I’ve…
As I was drafting this sentence, my phone buzzed. With no thought processes kicking in, my hand reached out to…
Last Tuesday, I was waiting for a colleague at a restaurant when I noticed I would have to wait 15 minutes. As I waited, I experienced a peculiar form of social anxiety, which stems from the need to interact while in public. My hand reached toward my phone long before the idea had brewed fully. The absence of a practical purpose was evident as I scrolled through the emails for the second time. I wasn’t…
The time was 2:17 AM and the ellipsis came. My ex was replying, and after two glasses of wine alongside…