I finally broke down and got a cellphone, holding out for so long for the reason that I LIKE being unavailable to the world.
Having myself to myself without distractions is generally when my mind drifts into a calm and creative place.
I'm my most productive when I have nothing I'm supposed to be doing and no one can interrupt my nothing and ask me to do something for them.
So no, I'm not giving out my cell number. I've got it on a slip of paper in a box hidden somewhere. Ha!
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Dude. You seem to be on the same cellphone plan as my Nana. Cellphones are not the enemy. There are all sorts of fun things you can have on a cellphone...or did you get a circa 1990 carphone the size of a brick?
Hey, I got the latest whatsit.
They're most useful when my wife and I get separated in a shopping mall and can't locate each other.
I get disoriented in malls. No moss on the north side of the trees. No trees in fact.
Good for you! My husband gets annoyed with me because I never remember to turn my cell phone on! :)
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