I lost my iPhone 3GS today!
I tried calling it. Voicemail. Now I literally cannot reach myself. My
words have come to fruition.
My iPhone is like my lifeline. It keeps me in touch with friends, families and important contacts.
It allows me to take photos & videos; check weather anywhere in the world; listen to music & audiobooks; watch videos; make online purchases; check movie times; find shops.
It serves as my dictionary, alarm clock, navigation system, encyclopedia, and all-around finder of anything I seek within the boundaries of our little known universe.
Most recently, it has become my fitness buddy, allowing me to log my daily weight and calorie intake, and guiding me on workouts and exercises to perform.
Ever since I got it in September I have been using it more heavily than my Macbook.
And now it’s gone.
It happened at work. It has been four hours from the time I lost it and the time I clocked out of work and no one has come forward.
How much more detached from the world would I get?