January 27, 2012

My dearest,

There is no signal.

I’m sitting in a café and I am trying to send a text message. The screen says “Message was not sent. Try again?” And so I do. Still unsuccessful. I walk outside to the open square, waving my mobile phone around till I get a signal and my text goes out.

It’s annoying, this. Not having a signal, not being connected. I walk back into the café and then I wonder why that is a bad thing. Why do we need to have a signal all the time? Why do we need to be so easily reached? Why do we want to be connected, when there is no guarantee of us connecting? I mean really connect.

I shut down my laptop and open my book instead. I’m alone but for the barista behind the counter. I enjoy the quiet. No signal, just silence.

And I, still thinking of you.

Yours, ever and always.