The blackberry went quiet for a whole 4 hours today. The first 30 min i didn't notice, after that i started to get the phantom vibrations and began compulsively checking it, just in case i was missing something. After the first hour I realized that i was free, and set forth to experience the world in a way that i haven't known for a long time.
Suddenly my reprieve was cut short by the obnoxious (and all too real) sound of my blackberry vibrating itself across and eventually off my coffee table, announcing that 67 messages had finally found their way home.
I was sad to see it working again, but in a sick, twisted, Stockholm Syndrome fashion, I was really excited to have it back.
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