Phone obsessed heros.

When I see those people driving and texting or walking and texting or talking

on their phones in restaurants and cinemas and shopping centres and parks and all those places with lots of things going on around them, and they’re locked into that cute little screen, I just think wow... how lucky are they? They must have such wonderful friendships to dismiss so much around them, to put the convenience and even the lives of others at risk for the sake a call or text. It can only be a very profound relationship at work. It's truly amazing. Imagine all that love? Imagine the possibly life changing philosophical discussions at play?

It makes me cry almost (ok, I do weep). Imagine what I must be missing out on? Oh I love those people. No. It’s more than that. I'm envious. I'm as green as a first year apprentice killed having fallen from a ladder while answering his phone. Yep, I'm jealous. I want to be them. I must a real bona-fide old fashioned salt of the earth loser. You see, I'm too aware of my surroundings. I consider others when I'm on the road. I think of the children in cars. Old people. Father’s. Sister’s. Sons. Too much consideration. Too much empathy. Where will my thoughtfulness get me? Nowhere. Fast. Ah it’s no way to live is it? That’s my loss I guess. I'm on a one way ticket to... (ringtone) Hello?

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