It’s not you, it’s me.
You have no idea how hard it is to write this letter. We have been together for so long. I remember when I saved up for my first Blackberry Curve.
I was late to the smartphone party then, but you didn’t mind.
I love your push email notifications, your beautiful qwerty keys and tracking ball.
I will miss that so much.
Do you remember when all the bloggers at the meeting had their iPhones and Droids with apps and I stuck up for you and your beautiful keys?
Remember the game we played where I tried to search for an app and you gave me webpages instead. That was fun.
Oh, and when Carol and I would drive to organizing jobs together, and she would have service and directions and you wouldn’t?
You see, I have to move on. I am just losing too much productive time waiting to get back to my computer to do things.
I will always remember you and my first smartphone experience. I just need more than you can give.
Good bye sweet friend,