Point of View: Cell Phone

A Story by Antonia Perdu

Just something inspired from a fellow tumblr supporter.

My carrier has an eye for detail, his eyes are not just mysterious and gorgeous. I like the way he glares into my lenses. There are days he looks upon me in disgust. I'm not certain what I do to him. He is most happy when I connect him with his daughter. When they aren't connected he is deeply pondering love lost and his future time travels. His hands are warm and he's such a gentle scroller.