The Great Disconnection


Rose Bak

Tragedy struck me today.  I’m staying at a hotel with no internet and no cell phone service. 

I know. Take a moment to share my horror.  I got to my hotel room and realized that I only have like half a bar on my cell phone, which means the phone is basically useless in my room.  I have just enough service that if I go outside on the balcony I can eke out a text message if I point the phone at the right spot in the sky – which flashes me back to shifting the rabbit ears around on the tv when I was young, trying to get a better picture so I could watch Starsky and Hutch.  Oh, Starsky, you were so cute…..but I digress.

Anyway, there’s supposed to be Wi-Fi here, but it pops in for 30 seconds then shuts off again and logs you off.  Fortunately, it’s a lovely night here on…

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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