In Search of an Ordinary World — Automation, Attention, and the Missing Return
I pick up the phone to check one thing, the weather or the time of a train. When I look up, forty minutes have passed. Nothing dramatic happened in them. There was a notification, then a video someone had shared, then the next video, then a headline, then a small red number that needed to go away. No single moment felt like a loss of freedom. The hour was made of ordinary moments, and none of them was mine. …