Pop's, I heard your voice when I opened up my phone and saw that it was unservicable. "You broke my phone!"

The interior of the display screen on my phone has been shattered. Now, I don't really know what screen I'm staring at. I...am not pleased. I will lose countless numbers because of it, too. Chele. Lidia. Lisa. And some of the numbers I do have written down, I won't be putting in the contact list of the next one. Also, there were messages I would have liked to save. Little words I like to look back to and simply feel and know them...as if to dispell the present. But it's good, I guess. Being forced away from it, I mean.

At any rate, I saw a rather gorgeous sunset the other day. And staring at it, with the knowledge I've been gaining from the book I'm currently reading...it gave a lot of light to a situation I've always misunderstood. Well, till now, that is.

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