Do you remember when you got your first cell phone? I do. For me, it was nine years ago today. The same day as my 18th birthday. From how I remember that first cell phone, it weighed roughly seven pounds and it actually had to be carried in a backpack like a Vietnam era communications device. It had to be operated by a hand crank. It was a phone from Virgin Mobile that I had to pay by the minute (25 cents! In today’s economy, it would be like $3 a minute). If you talked more than 10 minutes in a day, the rate dropped to the much more affordable rate of 10 cents a minute.
Less than a year later, I moved away for college and my mother thought that it would be safer for me to have a phone which would have better coverage throughout Ohio and so I received a flip phone. I begrudgingly gave my original cell phone to my younger sister. Continue reading “My birthday: and the story of my first cell phone”
I haven’t spent too much time thinking about my birthday this year. Certainly a far cry from a year ago, when I had what could be called a quarter life crisis in anticipation for my 25th birthday.
25 was a really difficult age for me to turn. When you’re 25, you can no longer pretend that you’re still in your early twenties.
25 years old…That’s like. An adult. Continue reading “Thoughts on Turning 26”