A while ago I wrote about the odd experience it was to reactivate an old cellphone and reread the conversations within it. "The Forogotten Lives of Forgotten Phones" I called it. It truly is bizarre how much of ourselves we store digitially these days. Reviewing those old conversations truly felt like exploring lost parts of myself. It was an enlightening and slightly uncomfortable experience at times. But I'm really glad to have that old phone back again!

Thanks for the kind words, Ivy!!