I got a new phone last week. A smart phone. It's bigger than my old flip phone, but I have to keep reminding myself that what it lacks in tiny-ness it makes up for in ability.
My old phone was 4 years old. I'd missed an upgrade somewhere along the line so I was stuck with it longer than usual. But, for the most part, I didn't mind. I knew how to text and take pictures and make calls and that was all I really needed to do. But then I started to get picture messages from my friends that I couldn't really see because my screen was so small. Then it got to the point where I couldn't even open them because the file sizes were too large for my baby phone. I started to count the days until my scheduled upgrade.
But I also feared it. I used my phone all the time and I always especially hated having to get used to new texting software and predictive text and, perhaps most importantly in this case, I knew I would miss the actual keys of the phone. Although touch screens are where it's at right now I knew the haptic feedback of my tiny flip phone was going to be the thing I would miss most. That, and being able to put it in my pocket.
So I have to remind myself that my new phone is more than a phone, it's a mini computer. I can go online, facebook, twitter. I can use the map apps so I will never have to worry about being lost ever again. I can play games and waste all kinds of time.
I can even write this blog post.
The future: it's in my pocket. It's a thing that's happening. And I'm stil not sure how I feel about it...