I married my iPhone

It started with a glance. Then I said to myself, “nah, it’ll never be as good as my Treo”. And then, it comes. First, I started noticing it more and more. Then, people start to show me how it works. I saw their fingers, gliding along the smooth skin, and then, it comes alive! To believe that such a small package can turn you on. Playing it with 2 fingers brought greater joy. It became bigger and smaller at will. And when it turns, it becomes longer and wider.

After a while, I just couldn’t stand it, and finally bought myself an iPhone.

You don’t actually ever own an iPhone. It owns you. After a while, you feel like you’re lost without it. You will play with it any chance you have. Stroke it, flip it, turn it, listen to it, watch it… If someone is watching, you’ll sneakily put it back into your pocket, only to flip it out again the next chance you get, which is most likely 2 seconds later.

3 months on, I’m still playing with it. I’ve started to accessorise it. Got a nice coat for it. It’s even got a sweat proof necklace that’s doubling up as a headphone. I’m still filling it up with things that I can exercise my fingers with. It’s a clinger I tell you… a clinger!

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