The Lord of the Ringing?

Had a moment of true panic yesterday morning.

I was heading out the door for work. I looked around to grab my phone – and it wasn’t there. I looked everywhere for it – on the desks, on the table, in the bedroom, on the bar – it wasn’t anywhere. Did I leave it somewhere? Had I lost it? Pacing back and forth in agitation, I perceive a familiar weight on my thigh. Sure enough, I reached in, and there it was, my phone, in my pocket all this time. The relief flooded through me.

I am seriously wondering if need to find the nearest volcano and chuck the damn phone in it. It’s probably too late. The phone has already claimed me as its own.

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