Under the Radar

I left the house for over two hours this afternoon. I was fine. Until I realized that I had forgotten my phone. Then I felt naked and needed it. Needed it? Probably more like wanted it. Upon arriving home, I found it on my desk. No missed calls. No messages. This is why I never bought an answering machine back in the old technology days. Because it would have felt so sad and pitiful to never have missed an important call that ended up being an urgent message. I was off the grid today. Wish I'd done something inappropriate.