My World Without Phone
The last day has been unusual for me, as I have been without my phone. The screen got bad yesterday while I was in school. I had gotten to farm and decided to charge the phone in the farm house as my classmates and I work in the farm. After working, we were discussing and catching up, as it is the first time I was seeing all of them this year, after about 4 hours, I went to check my phone so I could interact with some articles on read.cash. And to my surprise, the screen of my phone was all black.
In a state of partial shock, I pressed the power button several times and watched the lighting go on and off several times. I tapped several parts of the screen to see if any magic of some sort would happen, but my reality was more factual and facts rule my world. @Mhizutty offered to dial my phone number, but we were met with disappointment when we heard the machine voice say my number was switched off.
With different thoughts streaming through my mind at different wavelengths, I was in a world of my own, a world were everything was needed to be done urgently and in this world was the gloomy cloud of impossibility above every thing. I was experiencing internal chaos, thinking of everything and nothing at the same time.
It dawned on me how important my phone is to my life. How practically every thing I wanted to do needed my phone to be functional. Stuck in this limbo, I started thinking of solutions, the most important being how to fix my phone. I needed money (about $30). Money I can't get without my phone as the cash I had with me wasn't enough, and I had planned to use it for something important that day. I couldn't call anyone as all my contacts were saved to my email. One of my classmates offered to give me her other phone so I could put my SIM card in it to receive calls and SMS, at least until I fix my phone. I was glad and thanked her graciously for the gesture.
I started thinking about how this would be one of the longest weekends of my life without my phone. And what I could possibly do to keep myself busy until Monday when I would return to the farm and at least converse with my classmates to pass the time – this was my though for the entire journey home. When I got home, I asked my neighbour if he had any hard copy book I could read over the weekend, but he only had e-books.
I wasn't myself, I felt like a drug addict experiencing withdrawal symptoms. I realized that I am addicted to my phone, I would have argued I wasn't if you had told me before now. The night was long, and I woke up many times to check the time and it still wasn't dawn. When dawn finally came, I spent the first 30 minutes of being awake thinking about how I'd spend my day, and what I would do to keep myself busy.
Firstly, I decided to clean all the window glasses in my apartment. Time seemed to be torturing me, as that only took about an hour. Then I went to peruse through a pile of books that is for my roommate. Looking for something I could read. I managed to pick three books I probably won't read on a good day I know I should be grateful to the books for saving me from the claws of boredom, but I hope that before I read through two of the books, I would have fixed my phone.
That has been the reason I have been somewhat inactive here. But a friend came around today, and I can occasionally use their phone to interact and write articles here for now. Thanks for your patience.