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Overslept this morning; ran out of the house like I usually do when I'm running late, got half way to the bus stop before I realized that I left my cell phone and my MP3 player on my bed @ the house. And for a fraction of second, I felt as if I absolutely MUST turn around and get these small but powerful little trinkets that help make my life better. Without them, I'd be forced to miss a phone call, text message or alert. Without them, I'd be forced to actually engage someone in conversation or totally deprive myself of throwing up a hand to silence someone so I can finish the oh-so-important phone call that I'm on. Without them, I have to actually whistle a tune or listen to nature.

Might forget 'em again tomorrow.


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