Have you ever felt like a phone call that's been disconnected?
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I've had moments when I've thought about somebody, picked up the phone to call them and they are on the line already, and I think that maybe there's some vibration, some connection.
I've suffered from all of the hang-ups known, and none is as bad as the telephone.
I think I've always had a disconnect from what I'm supposed to be like.
I do think we've become so reliant that the phones are never out of our reach. We're always trying to stay connected that way and the irony is that it's actually disconnecting us from everything else because we're not just focused on what's in front of us; we focus on what's in our hand or off to the side.
I'm rarely in a position where I can actually answer my phone without being rude to someone else. Sometimes I look back and realize it's been weeks since I've actually been alone. With texting, I can at least get a sense of what's going on without interrupting what I'm doing.
I didn't like not having work and not having people return my calls.
People call to keep me abreast of what's going on.
I'm terrified of missing my call time. I'll check my alarm several times before I fall asleep.
For a while, even in the house of good friends for dinner or for cocktails, they would really be upset. They thought I had single-handedly destroyed the best phone service in the world.
Seven years after my mother's passing, I still reach for the phone for a split second to call her. We spoke every day.