Ways to destroy a phone:

Drop it in a vat of nuclear waste.

Drop in a volcano.

Drop in toilet.

Drop in liquid of any kind.

Throw at ground.

Throw at wall.

Throw at particularly hard-headed person.

Smash with baseball bat.

Electrocute it.

Smash with cricket bat.

Throw onto train tracks.

Throw onto road.

Feed to dog.

Disembowel phone (pull apart).

Smash with hammer.

Smash with brick.

Smash with another slightly bigger phone.

Drop in vat of dry-ice.

Feed to elephant.

Plant small bomb inside and detonate it.

 ……………………………………………………………………………………….*This list was compiled on a day that our housephone continued to ring, thus disrupting the internet, over and over again.

And what if you knew each time you left them, that this could very well be the last time? Every parting could be the last. "What if today is the day we get ripped apart?"  How do you cope, having this sickening fear that today is your last day together, what if they die while you're out? You would stop wasting your time fighting. Anger would spark up, and then quickly dissipate with a sadness and a fear to drown it out. Oh god, that raging sea of fear. 

You overcome that fear with desire. Every moment means so much more. Everything counts. That last look, that trailing of fingertips across the skin. The way they set down their tea cup. Hearing the sound of their footsteps echoing down a hallway. You pretend that you have all the time in the world, while being painfully aware that you don't. Curling up on the couch together means more than going out to dinner at a fancy restaurant. Commit every sound/smell/feeling to memory. Keep it forever. Hold them with all your heart for as long as you can. Don't miss a second. 

There is no pain.

Just atoms becoming humans and picnics, lovers and stars. And then something else. And sometimes it feels like if the wind blew too hard, it'd take us all with it. You don't have to close your eyes. There is no pain. Just atoms becoming the blood that pumps through your heart and the knot in your throat, the clouds above us and air inside your lungs. There's nothing to cry about. There is no pain. Just the light from distant suns and flocks of birds. The sensation of time passing. Waves against the sky. Those shudders than run through your body, aren't there. Your nose isn't blocked. There is no pain.