I don't want a new phone.

"The phone to save us from our phones."

This commercial is awful, yet scarily prophetic. It's only a matter of time before people are so engrossed in their texts that they lose sight of the true meaning of communication.

Texting has become an epidemic, a disease. Phones are everywhere and everyone has one. And pays egregiously to use it.

I just don't understand.

Face-to-face conversation has always been my forte, has always been what I'm comfortable with. But no one wants to talk anymore. At parties, the glow of a cell phone always lights up my friends faces, while I'm stuck talking to myself. Relationships start and grow through texting. People stop what their doing to answer their phones, even in the middle of a real conversation. Some people are so engrossed in the glow of their Blackberry they forget that the outside world is there. It's like no one else wants to pay attention to life anymore.

They prefer the life inside their phone.

And it's worrying me. For the past few years, I've been looking down on these people, thinking that they have a problem, that this was just a fad, a bad habit that I was the first to break. Lately I've been worried that it's not them with the problem, but me. I'm worried that my unwillingness to use technology as the foremost means of my communication has been hurting me, and that everyone else has been looking down on me like I've been doing to them. Looking at me as if I'm the one with the vice.

I really hope that that's not the case.