A farewell on the death of a favourite friend!
Call it addiction, love or mere stupidity, but yes I miss my cell phone. I wake up in the morning and I feel like I am missing something. I know there is something not right, and it takes me a while to remember what it is..then I remember. My dear friend is gone. It was always the first thing I saw the moment I opened my eyes every morning. Of course it was my wake up alarm.It knew when I had to get up at 5 and when at 8. And it provided me with the easiest way to snooze and dismiss the alarm just by a soft touch. It was always the last thing I saw before sleeping, it even told me exactly for how many hours I was going to sleep (saved me from manual calculation which I do now L ) It rested under my pillow. Inspite of wearing a watch I would still search for my phone when I needed to see the time. I miss all the lovely pictures that flashed every time a dear one called up or texted. We were so inseparable that anywhere I