No Phone

Sometimes I find myself wishing cell phones didn't exist. Today was one of those days. I'm waiting for a response from the firm with whom I interviewed on Monday. They were supposed to call yesterday. I've been on pins and needles since that interview, jumping every time my phone rings. And over the past two days, my phone has been ringing a lot. And it's killing my nerves.

It doesn't help matters much that I'm in the middle of exam week. Rather than focusing on my tests, I find myself just... waiting. Anxiously. By the time I wrestle my attentions back to my studies, the phone rings. This happens without fail. Every time I jump. It's awful. It's like the satellites are taunting me. If I have to deal with much more of this and I'm going to go insane.

I think I'm going to start weening myself off my cell phone. Today really made me feel physically ill. Sure, cell phones are a wellspring of convenience, but with that convenience comes stress, irritation and brain tumors.