Tuesday, June 29, 2010

no signal.

You know, as much as I use my phone (mostly for texting, I know >.<) back in the States, I really enjoy not having a cell phone at all here. :) Most likely because I don't want to be distracted at all from all the beauty of this city by something as silly as a small LCD screen and keypad, but also because...I don't know, it's just nice. Feels...liberating, I guess I would say.

Reminds me a bit of when we were in Seguin for ASB, although that was only a week without my phone, since I had zero signal. I recall a similar feeling of enjoying the fact that I didn't have to worry if anyone was calling me or texting me or if I had to return the favor. And it didn't/doesn't bother me at all. I mean, I have no desire to text (although knowing myself, I'll be punching keys all the time as soon as I'm back, sigh >.<), and I like it. I like pre-cell-phone life (don't get me wrong, I am also extremely appreciative of the facilitation of communication it offers!).


But yeah. Maybe I'm just weird, but when I'm in a cafe or on the street and I hear the beep of a dying battery or the ding-dong sound that is characteristic of my text alerts back home...somewhere inside of me, there's a slight smile and a sigh of relief that I don't have to worry about it.

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