I went to sleep without you in my hand.
I watched the news more and called a friend.
I read a book when powdering my nose.
I had more time to pray for others’ woes.
I communicated more than 140 characters.
I used an answering machine to avoid telemarketers.
I didn’t care if someone liked, shared, or pinned.
I didn’t have to click something to like as a friend.
I had conversations at the dinner table.
I actually cared what was airing on cable.
I left my house without you and didn’t panic.
I used a folded map, not GPS, and didn’t get frantic.
I had no clue what tagging was and acted a fool without a care.
I didn’t communicate with others anytime or anywhere.
I’d say life with you, smartphone, is so much more.
I must confess though, I long for the life before.
By Emily Hester