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My Handphone was Stolen

So, my handphone was stolen on Friday, maybe Saturday, I’m not sure when. Did not feel much of a pinch, if at all — I’ve been longing for an excuse to get a new handphone for ages.

I guess the thing that hurt most, if at all, was the fact that my contact list, of which no backups were made, is now gone. Fortunately for me, the handphone never played a large part of my life, and the contacts on my phone were, mostly, of people who once played an important part of my life, but who, over time, slowly crept out of it.

Life has gotten very stagnant of late; routine has been slowly taking over every aspect of my life, and without my even knowing it. Perhaps this might act as a catalyst to should shock me into change? In a twisted, perverted way, I think I wanted my handphone to get stolen — I needed something rather drastic to happen.

Now, I shall start on a blank slate. This has kick-started a revolution, if you will, of my life. A new phase, with new moods perhaps. A new way of thinking, a new way of being. If not now, when?

Categories: Personal

Donn Lee

I love to read and write. Professionally, data science, technology, and sales ops are my thing. In my non-professional life, I aspire quite simply to be a good person, and encourage others to do the same. For those who care, I test as INFJ in the MBTI.

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