I’ve had a very intense week: going to classes, catching up on school work and making time to go to work. Normally I’m always up to date with everything, but as I was going to class on Monday I was walking down the stairs to the basement in the F building and my phone somehow slipped out of my pocket, fell down a whole story and smashed at the bottom. I could feel my heart break as it crashed. I still had a little bit of hope and went to go see if it would turn on. I waited for a while and still nothing. It felt like my life had stopped. At that moment I decided to go to Fido to get another phone after class. As class ended I forgot about going to Fido and started walking home making plans for the night (which consisted of making dinner and doing homework). I realized when I was starting to do homework that I didn’t have a phone. It was at that moment that it didn’t bother me about not having a phone. It was quite peaceful and I was able to get some work done without being interrupted by a text message or the ring tone. The next day I went to get a new phone as I needed to contact my parents. I realized that the world wont end because of a phone - it’s just a phone and it can eventually be replaced.
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