As attached as I am to my iPhone most days, I still feel like I could give it up, just like that. I could walk away from it and any other cellphone you've got to offer. I don't need it, so there.
Except, I can't find my iPhone right now. I'm about to leave the house for the day and I'm getting a little panicky. What if the school calls because someone threw up? (Never happens.) What if C. Louise texts me she's staying after school? (Happens often, but if she doesn't turn up at home, I can kind of figure out she stayed there, right?)
My panic isn't about them, it's about me, of course. I like to check facebook and text while I'm out doing other stuff, especially if I'm alone (because then I'm never alone, am I right?) How will I monitor my friendships? How will I photograph fun stuff like 'bathing suits hanging in the dressing room' if I don't have my iPhone? Deep breaths.
Guess I should take another stab at looking for the damn thing instead writing an ode to my day that hasn't even happened yet. And perhaps remind myself it's not the end of the world. And if it were the end of the world, I'd have no way of knowing since I won't have my damn phone.
p.s. iPads seem totally lame.
This is my rock and roll love letter to you.
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