Just like most other humans, I am completely emotionally and physically attached to my phone. The other day the worst thing happened. My phone became unusable. The power button came off the phone making me unable to turn the phone on in any way other than when the screen flashes as I receive a message. Then, to make this worse my phone decided not to recognise the SIM. Luckily, it can still come on when I receive a Facebook message.
As hours went past with no phone and any other device, I felt like a part of me was missing. It’s funny how much of my life I held in my hands in a little device. It wasn’t like I was completely cut off. I had a house phone and an iPod to Facebook message but it still felt wrong. I think I really am addicted to my phone.
Now I have a spare phone. Well, it’s not really a phone, it’s a brick. I have a Samsung thing that can call and text. It also has one game; sudoku. Now I’m not cut off from the world at all.
Even though I’m not cut off from the world thanks to my brick, I still feel lost without my phone. This made me think for a while about what I actually use my phone for and I realise how great it is. I miss checking Twitter and Instagram. I miss taking photos of my food (my brick doesn’t even have a camera) and I miss playing any game other than sudoku.
Now that it has been a couple of days since I lost my phone, I’m slowly getting used to it. I have come to the conclusion that all the things that I felt were important such as checking social media, really aren’t that important.
Time to start living in the real world instead of the internet world