That makes sense, but here's the weird part. When I want to remember something, I find myself consulting these apps even when I actually remember it already.
I've come to trust my iPhone more than my own brain for the remembering of details, even though my memory is correct almost every time. I've come to accept, psychologically, that the iPhone apps are where my memories reside.
The world of iPhone apps is shaping my life experience, changing my expectations, determining what I learn, and what I know and how I think.
I tend to value things that are associated with iPhone apps, and discount things that have no such association.
I could justify all this by saying that the iPhone and the universe of available apps collectively represent a life-changing, culture shifting phenomenon. But the truth is there's an impulsive quality to it all that goes behind mere utility.
I've been using cell phones with applications for years. I was a very early adopter of the Palm phones, which had downloadable software long ago. And I've owned BlackBerrys, and used those apps as well.
But there's something fundamentally different about the iPhone and its universe of applications. They are so easy to install, so appealing to use and so powerful that the iPhone has become categorically different from any other device.
The psychological reaction to the iPhone is something that transcends geeky gadget preference, gadget addiction or even gadget snobbery. It's a full-blown personality disorder.
The affliction filters life experience through the narrow prism of whether or not "there's an app for that." It creates bias in our choices. It directs what we think about and how we think about it.
Have you got iPhone Disease? If so, I'd love to hear how it has changes what you do, how you think and how you live: Leave a comment below.