I’ve been avoiding getting a real phone for a while now. The thought of staring at screens for an even larger part of my life concerns me. But it’s reaching a breaking point. I foresee one in my very near future. Traveling without a smartphone looks like this:
I’m going to continue being the laggard I am, ignoring this need as long as possible, and keep living in the past. If only because I know the moment I get one, there’s no turning back.
And yes, I know I've been saying this for years.