Disconnected

It's ironic how we use social media and everything programmed into our cellphones to connect with our loved ones, our work, and the outside world. Here's the story: I left my phone after rushing out of my little Nolita shop the other night and instantly panicked the minute I reached into my coat pocket and realized it. My first instinct was to jump out onto the next subway stop and take a downtown train back to the shop. I mean, not only for the phone factor but me without my music (which I mostly keep on my phone) is like a car without its engine....it just doesn't work. Lol But I was exhausted...it had been a really long day. And all I really wanted to do was get home. So I took a deep breath and decided to let it go... Within a few minutes and as I was getting further and further away from where my (lonely) charging cellphone was, it became easier to part with it. And I convinced myself that if someone really needed to urgently contact me, they'd try me on my home line. (Yes, I still have one of those. LOL I personally don't like to talk on the cellphone and save long conversations with my loved ones for my house phone.) It's not so much that I'm addicted to my cellphone as much as it is having the convenience of it around at out beck and call. But in all honesty, it felt GREAT not to have it! It was liberating to let go... Perhaps I'll be "letting go" a lot more often next time. ;)