If you were in a situation like in Inception (the movie), how many of you would keep your cellphones as your totems?
Raise your hands.
I can also see all the millions of nomophobhic people rising their hands too.
I’m sad and ashamed to admit that I know the heft and feel of my cellphone more intimately than anything in this world.
I know how at home it feels in my right pocket and how awkward it feels in my left one.
I can grope around in the dark and find my cellphone in seconds.
I know how it sits in my hand, and how to spread my fingers in a way that I can hold it single handed and how much pressure my fingers need to apply so that it won’t slip out .
I know when it’s not where it’s supposed to be, and the anxiety it brings on until I locate it.
Every morning, I start with a run.
As soon as I wake up, I’m on Temple Run, and I run at least 10k or until I earn 5k coins, all the while dodging monsters, peril avd certain death.
Imma cyber-athlete, and this is my morning jog. Fuck yea.
The next stage of human evolution, sometimes I wonder, could be cell phone-hands, literally bigger hands evolved to manoeuvre the fingers deftly across the entirety of the touch screen.
Or we could just speed it up by getting some kind of hand surgery, like Edward Scissorhands.(kids, it’s been a really long time since I watched that movie, so pardon any inaccuracies)
I have a confession to make.
Hello. My name is thoughtrepost, and I’m a nomophobhic.