There’s such a detox transition when I stop using my phone for more than a couple hours. I crave the notification stimulation it provides, the quick and easy access to image sharing sites, streaming video, even just checking the time and weather. Each time I look at the phone, even if it is just to check the time, sets back my detoxing. Eventually, when I’ve gone long enough without looking, I get some peace from the withdrawl, the craving, the desire to use it to scratch some impossibly shallow yet powerfully magnetic existential itch. Give me infotainment, and give it to me now!