Via Pando Daily:
I knew I had a problem when, in the five seconds before the lift arrived, I found myself checking newsfeeds on my iPhone.
The constant, restless fingering of the phone’s shiny surface, this filling of every microscopic time-gap in the fabric of the day, is, I suddenly realised, an issue.
But it is not just me – in every coffee shop, bar, bus-stop, I see hands swiping and flickering eyes checking, pale fingers perfect reflections of the mental restlessness underlying their scrabbling.
There was a time when the people on the train opposite me would either be reading a book or newspaper, or, mo...
