I have a landline…

Okay, not actually a land line, but for a week I have only been able to use my mobile (the only phone I have) when connected to wifi. As in, no texting while walking, adios to being an Instagram zombie roaming the streets, no changing plans last minute … none of that. To tell you the truth, I don’t hate it. Its been nice even!

If I made a plan with someone, I had to keep it… the place, the time, all of it. There was no “text you when I’m in the car” or “…wait! lets meet here ” . Because by that time, I had already left and was en route to our confirmed meeting location with no way of knowing plans had changed. It was cool to come home and check my messages, just like the good ol’ days. Oooooh 13 new messages?! I felt popular – it was like an ego boost, and gave me something to look forward to checking instead of something I looked at all day long.

Anyways, it’s been a nice departure, not being completely attached to my phone 24/7, I felt less stressed. Like, everyone and everything can and will wait. Sometimes it’s little things like minor phone inconveniences that remind you to slow down and look up – there’s a whole world out there to take in!