Some say the mobile is an amazing piece of kit, that they couldn't live without it. Not me though, I just think its a normal little gadget, ever faithful if you have the right one.
I think its like a companion, not just a 'thing' a 'toy' or a 'fashion accessory,' I don't care if it doesn't match my clothes, my bag or my personality. So long as it works and won't fail me in my time of need.
I see it as a device bought specially for emergencies, something that might one day give help when needed. As long as it stays strong through the bumps and bashes it will have a place in my memory as a brilliant and dependable phone.
I sense it as not just 'a' mobile, but 'the' mobile. Its ever dependable bleep or vibrate alerting me of a call or text.
It is something that can take photos of things I find interesting, things I think are bizarre, beautiful, cute or just interesting. I see it as an album of photos that I have taken throughout my lifetime, full of pictures of things that show the viewer what I like to take photos of, what I like to see on my little phone.
Ever flip-able and silver, glittering in the light, sparkling in the moonlight, reflecting its sleekness into the surface of water.
Scarred with a few scratches, I don't care, those scratches are a part of it now, and forever will be....
I couldn't help write this weird piece, haven't done any writing for a while now so just thought I should flex my brain out.
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