A couple of weeks ago I dropped my phone and cracked the front glass. I took it over to a friend of mine who has a small shop on 7th Ave in which he sells phone accessories. He told me he could bring it over to a guy and have it fixed but it would take an hour or so. I was meeting a business associate for coffee so I left the phone and headed toward the coffee shop.
I think I reached in to my pocket three or four times, reflexively, on the way to the shop to grab my phantom phone.
When I got to the coffee shop my guy hadn’t arrived yet so I reached for the phone again to check email or whatever. As I sat there, unconnected I felt uneasy. I had not been alone with myself like that for quite some time. Whenever I wait for anything, I have two email accounts, text messages, twitter, Linked in, etc. to check to see what’s happening second by second.
This morning as the train made it to the tunnel on the way in to Penn., most of the riders woke from their morning naps and headed for the door. I took notice that, literally, every one of them had their face in their phone as they waited for the last 5 minutes of the train ride.
I don’t know that I want to pass judgment on this as being good or bad, I just wonder about the uneasiness I felt when I was without my phone. It kind of reminded me of why I quit tobacco; I hated the idea of something controlling me.
NOTE: With the year drawing to a close it is time to begin to formulate your motto for 2015. What will the theme of this year be for you?
2014 Motto: Mindful in Every Moment and Grateful for Everyday