Forgotten

[franceslievens]

There comes a freedom over you when you leave your mobile phone at home, forgotten while it was sucking itself full of electricity. I'm not franticaly checking it to see whether I missed a call; I'm not left wondering whether its my phone or someone else's I hear. I enjoy the busride, and consider I'm unreachable. Like I had been the years before the wireless intrusion into my private life.

(Taken into account people don't even call me that often, one wonders how big the grip of the electronic device actualy can be on a person.)

Comments

[frenchani.livejournal.com]

*nods*

Of course in my case I forgot to get a cell phone to begin with...

[frances-lievens.livejournal.com]

:-p

I actualy like having the mobile phone around, but sometimes people forget you can actualy be unreachable, even if you have one.

[lovablylolly.livejournal.com]

I held out getting a cellphone for years. My sister and my brother and all my friends had one, but never me. I didn't see the point. I didn't go anywhere much and even when I did I never needed to call really. And the service didn't reach my house.

But finally when I started needed rides to and from school and work more often I broke down and got one. As long as I was living in Ohio I was okay because like I said no service, but now that I've been in Texas for almost six months I've noticed that I get this little twinge of guilt every time I leave the phone behind, like I should feel bad for not constantly being accessible to anyone who wants me.

And it is crazy, because I rarely get calls anyway.

[frances-lievens.livejournal.com]

Aw, same here. I hardy get calls, and then suddenly feel guilty because they can't reach me. Stupid of course!

When I first got my mobile I used it as an ordinary landline: I shared it with my sister and we would leave it at home, switched off, when we went out.