It wasn’t until about 3pm this afternoon on my way into the city that I realized I didn’t have my phone on me. Not only that, I hadn’t looked at it all day… I didn’t even know where it was… After an initial moment of panic (what if someone calls and needs me? what if I get a flat tire? What if I want to order take-out?) I soon started to feel an overwhelming sense of freedom in the wake of my wireless cord having been cut. I went ALL day without the thing. If you called I didn’t know it (Still don’t), if you needed to get a hold of me, I will be taking calls in the morning. I still haven’t looked at my phone today and it is almost over, I don’t even know where it is and it feels GREAT.
I actually feel a bit more human, a bit less dependent on Bell mobility, and slightly more OK with any global catastrophe that puts and end to wireless technology all together. Today reminded me that my cell phone is a convenience, it is a tool, and I don’t NEED it.
I will continue to use my phone, I like having one, I like the convenience, but I think I might “forget” it every Friday, it’ll do the body good!
