What People Really Want From the Next Mobile Wave?

I was at a little café in Wynwood, right next to this mural that looked like the wall itself was melting. My phone is open- a dozen apps glow back at me. Food delivery, banking, messages I hadn’t replied to in three days- all of them yell in their own polite way: Tap me. Do something. Stay here. I can’t say why, but I suddenly have this feeling— maybe we’re all...

274