When you’re traveling, everything gets a little bit…off.
From my sleep schedule to eating habits, nothing has been as it should be. A couple days into my trip, I started to feel the effects of displacement pretty intensely. Homesickness set in. I wanted my bed, my cat, my computer and my routine. I wanted my friends and my end of day IM chats. I wanted home.
On Friday, after another long day of wholesome activities, I crawled into my borrowed bed in the Beehive State. And just seconds after I turned out the lights, my cell phone lit up the room. New message, it said.
I flipped open the phone.
——From——
Ben
—-Message—-
Gnite H.
——End——–
I smiled, texted back my Gnite B. I don’t know that it made me feel any less homesick, but I felt pretty sure that it was exactly why the baby jesus invented text messaging.
Reach out and text someone. Amen.
Trust you’re asleep by now. Nightie.
That was Gore, kid, not Christ. But a lot of people get them confused.
I know what you mean. Sometimes when I lay in bed missing my boyfriend more then ever, those are the moments when he sends me the cutest text messages. They don’t make me miss him any less (on the contrary) but, they do make me feel better
God bless the cell phone, the Ipod, and the internet.
Amen and Amen…..
Are the two of you dating yet?
You seem like a great pair and you both know exactly what each other needs…
Just my humble opinion…
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I love text messaging for that exact reason. A text from a special person can just make your day no matter how pissed off at the world you are. Text messaging can sometimes be so much more better than a phone call because the sender can pre-meditate a text and the recipient can keep it to look at whenever he or she feels down.
Dude, I didn’t even know about your sad sitch when I messaged you on Saturday. Hope you told Leanne “howdy” for me.
can we give ben some advice instead of you???
My boyfriend lives in London, I just moved to Switzerland. A short flight away is comforting, but not as comforting as those late night texts…