When I became a teenager, I was surprised w/ a light blue phone in my room w/ my very own phone number. I can still remember the number.
TODAY, I put the newest software on my iPhone and it wreaked havoc w/ my music and my applications and took up the bulk of my afternoon.
But, hey ... now I'm in the cloud. The ethereal manager of all my "data." Where my text messages turn light blue.
And I'll gradually learn to put it all to good use. And I'll try very hard not to lament the days when surprises that were light blue and made calls just plugged into the damn wall.
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