The look 👀 on my face as I cleverly drop my phone into a fountain while attempting a selfie at a mausoleum. The horror in my expression troubles me. I obviously have a serious problem. I think WE ALL DO people. I am A-ddicted to my #AppleiPhone10. It’s like Gollum and his fecking “Precious”. “It’s only a phone” I tell myself. But then I reply to myself Yes...and it’s a calculator a movies screen the internet It plays music through speakers tell me the altitude it tells me the names of the stars in the night sky the temperature the weather forecast. It will tell me the barometric pressure. It has drum machines synthesizers and tuners. The watch on my wrist is connected to this phone it will tell me my heart rate and blood pressure. Also how many steps I’ve taken today and reminds me to breathe or stand it exercise. My entire Rolodex (you young people won’t even know what that is) is on my phone. The smart phone is a frickin’ miracle. But so is vodka. Gotta keep things in proportion. I swear if I have to cut myself off from the smartphone like I have cut off sugar, bread, meat, never exercising, beer, wine, crack, Genevieve, sending angry texts after 10 PM, sending any texts after midnight; I will be bummed. (at Pasadena, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/B_foCc8HzE-/?igshid=1sgfi9iphs6vp
