I think there's suppose to be a 'moral of the story' somewhere

"hello, this is heaven"

"hi, i was there on saturday and i lost my phone- any chance someone found a black sony ericsson?"

"nope, sorry"

I feel like there's a profound lesson in this whole losing a phone twice. And wishing waiting wanting with no hope.

I gave in and ordered a new sim. Can't go through arranging a new number and everything.

Iphone 4. 10 days. Im counting