Translator: Viviane P.Reviewer: Amanda Chu A few years ago, I began to observesomething in my own behavior that made me a bit uncomfortable. And that was that from the momentthat I woke up to the end of the day, my life was a series of screens. I started the day with the thing that woke me upfirst thing in the morning, my phone, and so I sat there in bed watchingvarious cooking videos on Instagram and bouncing around between a bunchof different applications. But then it was timeto get out of bed and cook breakfast, and so the thing that I focused then on, in addition to the omelette in the pan, was the iPad that wasright next to the oven. And then it was time to do some work, and so I went to a different screen which was attachedto another screen itself. All the while, this little devil on my wrist was tapping and beepingand blooping and distracting me as I was tryingto get important stuff done. But there was one particular offenderout of all of these different devices that I...
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