Saturday 1 PM:
I enter the big, nicely lit phone store.
I am here because I accidentally laundry-washed my phone. A day without a phone really is a bliss. I know it. I have felt it numerous times. I wish my parents were living with me. I wish they did not have to feel anxiety and worries that were six thousand miles long when my phone died.
I wish the world was not bigger than my little happy home. Continue reading “In the modern world..”