I lost my cell phone this week. I was panicked at first. Surely people were texting me. There were important emails I couldn’t check, and what if somebody after texting and emailing actually tried to call. I was, for a moment in time, unreachable.
Then something happened inside of me. The yearning I felt for instant communication turned into a ferocious appetite for soft swirl yogurt. Suddenly, I didn’t care about who might be calling, texting or emailing, all I cared about was finding the closest frozen yogurt bar with the greatest variety of flavors. That’s when I realized. Yep, I’m addicted. Like most American’s in a recent study, I too check my cell phone at least 46 times a day.
I found my phone several hours later, but by the time I did, I was more saddened than relieved. Right after the soft swirl yogurt, I drove to my daughter’s house and we had a touching conversation without interruptions. Two things I would not have done if I had my cell phone.
Wishing you a digital break this week and the joy of a real conversation.