The other day, I got a call from my mom. I tried to answer, but nothing happened.

At two forty-nine Monday afternoon, my cell phone FROZE. Nothing happened when I pressed buttons. I dialed numbers and pressed send, but nothing happened.

I got really freaked out.















It's stupid, I know. Human beings lived for thousands and thousands of years without cell phones, and there's nothing particularly dangerous or even significantly inconvenient about not having one for a little while. But something about not being able to call my mom and let her know my train was FINALLY on time made me feel really claustrophobic.

I guess I've just become really dependant on my cell phone. I don't use it nearly as often as I would guess most people do, but there's something very comforting about the idea that it's always THERE when I NEED it.

posted at 1:48 PM by Alison

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