Lost Phone, Lost Memory

I know one should not feel deeply sad about losing a material, but believe I it is still right to at least be affected of the lost incident.

My butt is already buried in my chair when one of our Managing Editors approached me. She asked me to have a checked on our evaluators, who were on our conference room. My laptop had gone out of battery so I have to find an outlet, unfortunately no outlet is closer to my area. She advised me to transfer in the conference room instead. I fixed my things, carried my open laptop and put both the cord and phone atop of it. Transferring from one area to another was a struggle since both my hands supports my stuff. Good thing my friend opened the door for me on my way out but no person was astray on my way to conference room. I tried to support my things in one hand and bang! My phone slipped.

It was not unusual to see my phone falling. In fact, it already rolled on the stairs, so I picked it up and found the scenery to be normal. I did not recognize the damage until my laptop is already set, I put the battery, and flipped it. The screen was still there but shattered. I brought it to life, expecting it to still function but the touch screen no longer works. It just left my finger bleeding.

It's Nokia, it's brave, so I really thought it will survive the fall. Anyway, it did not sink in for awhile since I was planning to buy new phone by December. Abruptly, memories flashes into me and the drama is slowly filling me in up until I was typing this. I also remembered that I was advised to change my phone many times since it's not android.  But, of course, I insisted on using it simply because it supplies me my needs. And the thought made me conclude that I hadn't moved on since. I didn't look nor inquire any other though I see lots of convenient choices.

I know it's just a material fall and there's only two remedy, one is to try to fix it and the other is to find new one. It is not my first time losing a phone, but every lost is remarkable because I usually invest memory in those - save text messages, write notes. Nonetheless, the incident seemed to slap me. As if waking me to recognize fall and entertain new things. I always say to myself that everything happens for a reason and no matter how hard the fall would be I have to bravely face it.

I've decided to make it fix, retrieve the things that I can still retrieve. If in case it's still working, I will hand it to my cousin who doesn't own a phone, and lastly move on with my life haha