Here’s an excerpt from Mike’s latest column in the Carroll County Times:
The hotel staff awakened one of my fellow travelers at the brutal time of 5:15 a.m., and he let me know he had my phone. Salvation! Unfortunately, the karma kept coming when his bags were lost along with my phone. I was now officially going through withdrawals. Eventually, after one full week of separation anxiety, my phone found its way into my hands. All was right with the world.
The time I spent in the smartphone dead zone, however, was actually refreshing and made me realize they are becoming more of a master with us than a tool.
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