I left my cell phone at home today. I realized it when I got to work and was ready to turn on Spotify on my Bluetooth speaker.
I called John from my work phone and he found my missing appendage.
.........
It's just a cell phone.
I do not need it at work... not really.
But...but...I think it may be my security blanket!
The anxiety of not having it, has manifested in a hyper, almost giddy side of me. And although that comes acrost as fun and playful, it is truly only because I feel like I have lost a piece of ME!
Funny how everyone reacts to knowing I have lost it. As though they also understand it is like loosing your emotional support animal. They all give me suggestions, like, "I'll watch your desk, go get it!" or "Can't someone bring it to you?"
They panic I feel in my heart is the same panic I see in their eyes! They know my emotional destress!
I am surviving just fine.
I have made it 3 hours without my phone now, less than two to go before I can retrieve it.
