Life without my Smart Phone!

Are we  too much dependent on our electronic devices. I dropped my LG2  and cracked the screen,  now the phone refuses to work properly.  If it was truly smart, it would know how to go into an alternate survival mode.  Well no such mode exists and now I am left without a working phone.
I felt empty, depleted, alone, stranded... I had all these emotions going on inside of me. I had a pit in my stomach because I sensed  I was no longer connected to others or a part of something.
I kept fiddling with my now barley hanging on, on life support phone wishing and hoping it would just work.  I felt like I just lost my best friend.  Anger begin to set in at the thought of  how stupid it was of me to have to dropped it  in the first place. And why was I in such a rush. I really need to slow down more.  After some time went by acceptance begin to set in.
I decided to go ahead and order a replacement phone. I was going through stages of grieving, without even realizing it... all over a phone. I finally put my dying phone in my purse and really thought about the question, Am I, are we, that depended on our cellular phone? Have our smart phones replaced the authentic human connections we have with people? Has Twitter and Facebook replaced actual conversations with individual? Has Instagram replaced being at the event together and taking your own pictures of  the beautiful experience yourself  and then putting those pictures in a photo album on your coffee table, so that when close friends come to visit you go through those photos together laughing and reminiscing over coffee or tea?  Has Pinterest  actually replaced going out for lunch, followed by some quality time window shopping with your bestie?  Now we just look  at her Pinterest wall?  I guess because of  the way society has changed, the answer would be yes, your phone is the main source of staying connected and when it breaks or permanently dies, it's almost like a part of you is lost or disconnected.  Is this a healthy way to live and enjoy life? Maybe, maybe not, but it's reality.
I know you're reading this looking for an answer or moral to the story or heck even a point. There really isn't one.  I broke my phone and I feel really disconnected.   I'm going to use this time to write, and every now and then gaze out the window of this office. I may read a real book, yes the kind with pages filled with black ink and proper grammar. The kind of book that you actually place the pages between you thumb and index finger to turn. I may even have a face to face conversation with someone. The kind of conversation where body language and facial expressions are not only  included but are extremely important part of the dialogue. I hope to use this time to eliminate all the outside chatter and be in the moment.
I believe it takes less than 2 days to get my replacement phone, at that point I'll be back dependent on my stupid smart phone.
xoxo, cc
NaTasha
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