Goodbye, 836

I am having morning-after regret.

Along with my new phone came a new phone number; I could have chosen to keep my old number--which I've had for so many years that I don't remember having any other number--but I chose to change to a new & better number. Snappier. More sibilant. Easier to remember.

I want my old number back.

My 836-11** number was me. It was part of my identity! (There's a Seinfeld episode about this, of course...there's a Seinfeld for every situational tidbit in life...) It makes me wonder what else I'll be tempted to change and alter so I can be newer, be better, but ultimately have changed what makes me....well, me.