Flipskript Ink

Photo courtesy of Updatec . How many times were you late for work because you left your cell phone at home? How often do you spend checking your email, texting your mom and updating your Pintrest in one day? More importantly, what would Neil Postman say about this? The fear of being without a cell phone, also known as no-mobile-phone phobia or nomophobia , is rising higher than my blood pressure. The first time my coworkers told me about this, I was left quite verbally challenged but I had to see how serious it was. While reading the Daily News , I learned that people check their phones up to 34 times a say. I could be surprised but I'm not because when there is a new gadget and media platform coming out every week, everyone wants to stay in the know, or at least catch up. My sister just told me how convenient it was to have the internet in our hands. I had an immediate flashback of ALF using the computer to play the stock market on the internet...circa 1986. Then it hit me...

Accelerating in a focused distraction on the back roads as I approach the Capital District. I switch my driving music from my usual Musiq Soulchild to Nickey Black's "I'm From Albany." I had to admit it, it was good to be home. I remember the ambition held within my personality as I was relocating. I felt restricted by the negative people surrounding me at my job, in my neighborhood...I swore it was everywhere. Something inside me wouldn't let me stay a little bit longer. I swore to myself many times that I wouldn't come back but I can appreciate how impossible this was.  The first and foremost reason for not following though on this is my mother. Mommy is a whole lot stronger than most people think. Sometimes her strength scares me because I know most people in the world couldn't handle her generous yet spitfire-when-necessary spirit. Like I said in a previous article, she taught me how to use a chain saw. Then again I think to myself [in the words o...