What's In The Box?





The new phone is not deep to look at, though it is full of mystery to me.
The protective case for it is still travelling by post, so I carry the object around in its black and red cardboard casket: expensive, dramatic, surreal.
There's a whole world in that slab.
Fingers wind, puzzled, in hair: scratch head.
Why have I such a device?
Why am I here, peering at a tiny manual, learning this new language? Is this the black box of my future flights?
One cannot know the success of any plan that is not put to action.
More instinct than organized strategy, yet the truism holds.



Comments

Suze said…
'One cannot know the success of any plan that is not put to action.'

LOVE.
Geo. said…
A new language indeed. Maybe, even with a new phone, love is the answer ( 1 Corinthians 13:1 ).

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