I survived the weekend without my phone.

And I thought I was super dependent on technology. Amazingly, I didn’t lose my mind, although, part of it is probably because half my weekend was spent writhing in pain last Saturday. But I went out yesterday. On several instances I reached into my bag with the intent to pull out my phone and tweet about something. I kept forgetting I didn’t have my phone with me. Pretty soon, I had gotten used to the idea of not having a phone. And when I reached into my bag, instead I pulled out my little black notebook where i write/ramble when I am bored. I read the stuff that I wrote in it previously and was quite amused. I guess despite my love for technology, nothing beats pen and paper. My only problem is that my hands start to hurt after extensive writing, not to mention my handwriting becomes illegible. 🙂