Confessions of a Cell Phone Addict: And a Cure

January 12, 2015 8:50 PM

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I've just emerged from 94 hours unplugged at a hilltop monastery off the coast of Big Sur, California. Last year, I did the same thing but for different reasons. My friends thought I was nuts. I told them I needed to unplug, sleep, write and think. I didn't go for vespers, prayer, or any service. I'm not even Catholic; however, I had a confession: I am addicted to my cell phone.

I felt my heart pound, and not in a good way, when I lost the last bar of reception a few miles north on Highway 1. How would I know my daughter's conjunctivitis was going away? Would she be okay while I was gone for five days? What if a friend needed to talk? What if I did? I was on my way to a sil...

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