Texting

You ever feel like texting times have changed? When I was younger id stay up late messaging my friends after we’d gone our separate ways home. Sneaking phones and laptops under pillows to carry on after parents/grandparents had gone to sleep. Trying to juggle school or college on 4 hours sleep, pro plus and a pack of 20.

These days a standard weekday from 8am my phone will buzz all day on every platform going. Friends with kids are either making the most of the 6 hour child free school day or watching their precious croutchfruit do the square root of nothing and need adult conversation. Friends who are at work are either avoiding doing any work or showing the work they have done or the coffee count. Friends who aren’t at work, no longer use a day off as a chance for a lay in and are wide awake on a Tuesday at 6am waiting until it’s a reasonable hour to start discussing the price of costa or what outfit you’ll wear out at the weekend. Friends with any gap in work longer than 12 hours are laying on a sofa somewhere and regaling you with tales of last night’s antics waiting for a bacon sarnie or the bus home or a combination of the two.

By mid afternoon the ones with kids quiet down a bit as school kicks out or nap time arrives, the workers are flagging and needing a support mechanism to make it to 6pm, the drinkers are home finally getting some shut eye. Those with a day off, have spent it on the sofa with netflix in the background, 4 empty mugs, a Tesco delivery on its way and their phone already losing battery, wondering where the day has gone.

After dinner becomes a hive of discussion and food porn with anyone who doesn’t have children and isnt trying to coax them into a dark room to shut their eyes and be quiet.

By the time it gets to night time, everyone’s either tucked in bed, having sex, or at the pub. The Phone sits silently awaiting a new dawn.

Yes, texting times have definitely changed. I swear…. It’s nothing to do with getting old.