Yesterday, while driving down Concession Street, I saw a man using a pay phone on the outside of a convenience store. He was wearing jeans and a black sweater with the hood pulled over his head. He was leaning nonchalantly against the booth, the cord hanging down. It seemed so normal, yet so ancient. It was like a photograph. I don't know why it made me so happy.
posted by Jill at 1:01 pm
3 Comments:
It's because it makes us think of the days BEFORE cell phones.
It's quite lovely actually. I do dream of the day where I won't feel insecure without my cell phone.
Jill, I'm done at the end of April. Beth too.
I can't wait for the end of placement when I can forget about my cell phone for a while. I wish I didn't have to have one. But you know that.
Poetic
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