too much iPhone, too little faith

Can't put it down. It is the key to my day to day life. I research on it. I record my mental health on it. I communicate with my loved ones on it. I try to manage my money with it. I monitor the weather. I record thoughts. I take photos. I prioritise and manage my ambitious to do list. Since adopting it I get more done. I can pursue whims. Look up word definitions incessantly. Confirm the ethnic mix of Malaysia. Check my bank account. Lose my mind. Find it. Count down the days til holidays. Set and achieve goals. Archive recipes. Analyse disappointment. Tell jokes. Deteriorate vision. Ascertain sailing opportunities. Wait for phone calls. Titillate via eye candy. Have disappointing conversations. Accidentally lose pertinent blog posts. Investigate truth or lack thereof in my fears. Explore flaws in my burgeoning relationship with TKO.

He's preoccupied with his bad time management. I'm interpreting it as compatibility issues. What if the magic's worn off already? It doesn't, I know. It's either there or it's not. I fear we're not creatively compatible. But he is so exceptionally beautiful. Have we boomed and bust? Too much too soon? How can it ever be too much if it's the person you want to share the rest of your life with?

It's probably not that bad. I'm probably just lacking faith and unconsciously testing him out. But he does seem to have lost interest in me and that's sending my mind into a spin.

That and I've had my worst week of sleep since early 2008. So maybe I'm being irrational and the iphonmania isn't helping.

Better get up for a midnight snack before I formally commence pursuit of sleep. We all know technology and sleep don't mix, but who can resist?!