The Desire to Be Loved Is the Last Illusion

There's a thing I used to do when I walked around with my phone.

I would switch it from my right hand to my left. Specifically when I noticed other people around me.

The left hand puts the screen facing outward. The iPhone logo visible. I wasn't doing it consciously — not at first. It took months to notice that I was staging a prop in a performance nobody asked to see.