If you thought I was completely without connection to the world, you were wrong. I have an emergency cellphone, of course I do. I’m not that insanely stupid. But I would prefer not to use it, so I haven’t been giving the number out to anyone except my mom, you see.
The stupid thing about a cellphone is that you can’t not read the message if you get one, at least not on my phone. And even if there’s only a name coming up, the urge is hard to resist. I don’t want to read messages I don’t want to read. I don’t want to get phone calls from people I don’t want to know want to talk to me or not. I want the world to leave me alone, but that rarely works out the way I want, so..
I am talking in circles now, aren’t I? Crap.