It’s been one week since my precious phone fell to it’s demise from my pocket as I was running through a torrential downpour. Why was I running? Because my dear hubby lost my umbrella.
But you see, I didn’t realize that I dropped my phone until I got home. So I quickly jumped back into my car and went back to where I suspected it had fallen. I didn’t even think I would find it but I had to at least try. And there it was. All sad and lonely in the middle of the crosswalk, drowning in the rain.
Internet access or not, I feel so disconnected from the world. My goodness, where were we before cell phones and Internet anyway?
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| Rest in piece(s)…er, peace. |
Be sure to come back Monday for a very special post. 😀
oh! sorry for you!
Take care next time!
Inshaallah, you will get a better one! 😉
That is so sad:(.I now have an excuse why i have one of those old type cell phones[you know the one that just has the #,and then call and then end].I can say i dont want to break the pretty Iphoneish kind.Happy phone hunting!
Sarah
That sucks. I know what you mean though, how did we go around unreachable, before cell phones?
thats exactly what happens to me when im out and my phone dies.. i get hysteric! how do the amish people live without all this stuff!! i can't imagine lasting a day!