I get emotionally attached to my possessions. If I could I would keep every single little thing that I ever owned very close to me. Why? because the memories and the emotions remain linked to an object and when I see it all the memories come rushing back to me.
If my old phone could speak..
Today I got a new phone. I like it, I really do. I also think it was time for a new one, but while I sit here staring at my old phone, laying on the bed beside me, all I can think is: if my old phone could speak what would it say? It feels as if I’ve abandoned him, it looks sad, upset and a little betrayed.
Nostalgia hits and all I feel is sadness, for those moments that are now gone. I relive them in my mind knowing that they will never be as real as the moment during which they happened.
If my phone could speak what would it say? It would tell me to look up, to keep going, because nothing lasts forever, it would tell me not to worry because there is always a way to begin again, to start over.
If my phone could speak it would tell me that hitting the reset button, moving to another country and meeting new people might just be the best choice and maybe, just maybe a chance to find oneself.
If my phone could speak it would tell me that nostalgia is just a feeling and that new memories have to be created.
So while I sit here, knowing that I will soon have to say goodbye to my old phone, erase its memory and pass it on, I relive in my mind all the memories attached to it. All the people I’ve met, lost, laughed and cried with over texts and phone calls. All those plans that were made, all those events that were created.
A phone is just a phone until you attached feelings and memories to it. And although I know very well a phone is an inanimate object, I still ask myself: If my old phone could speak.. what would it tell me?
