Photo Source: Unsplash It was about a half-hour until I’d be done with my work for the day. One last project, then I could go to the gym and maybe grab a drink. It felt like a lot to deal with, though, so I slinked into the kitchen to grab a snack. I couldn’t decide between chips or leftover Chinese, so I had both. Leaning against the dishwasher, opening my phone, and scrolling through, my fingers made the cracked screen protector greasy.               It was getting dark outside, with...