A few weeks ago I did the strangest thing.

My phone’s battery died.

We were out of town.

I had accidentally left the phone’s charger beside the sofa at home.

I watched the red light on my phone come on.  Watched the warning words pop on the screen that predicted the battery’s soon-to-be demise.

None of that sounds strange yet, right?

No.  Of course not.

Here is what is strange.

I let the phone stay dead.

Like, I did not care.

See you later cell phone.

Toss it off the cliff or something.

Who actually cares?

And so,

it was the best day.

The most freeing night.

I read a novel instead.

Talked to people around a campfire.

And I wrote down words.

There is no pictorial evidence of this occurrence.

But, I promise you, this is a true story.

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