One evening, I was sitting with my family and a few friends at home. We were drinking tea, eating cake, and talking about small things. Our phones were on the table, but nobody was really using them. At one moment, my phone buzzed. I looked at it, then turned it face down again. My dad noticed and smiled. "Do you remember life before smartphones?" he asked. Everyone laughed, and suddenly, everyone had a story. My mum spoke first. She said that before smartphones, people planned everything more carefully. If you wanted to meet someone, you chose a time and a place and went there. You didn't send messages every five minutes. If someone was late, you waited. Sometimes you were angry, sometimes you talked to a stranger, and sometimes you just waited and watched people. My dad remembered calling his…