I'm missing an appendage.

Hour 2, minute 18, and we're not even going to start on the seconds. Yep. I have given up the iPhone. A crucial step towards the freedom and headspace I've been needing and craving, yet, I feel a sense of loss that is completely absurd. An addiction this strong to pharmaceuticals would get me in a lot of trouble, yet in our culture this addiction is considered normal. As a pacifier is to a baby, and iphone is to a thirtysomething.  Iphone, I miss you, love you, want you, and adore you. Yet you have enslaved me to your silky smooth interface and caressable ease. This relationship has been sucking my braincells dry with the constant distractions and access. I'm through with you, iPhone, at least for now. Although, I'm sure we could arrange some kind of reunion when I return and have established some behavior controls on my OWN operating system.