so....the universe has been after my phone

for a few weeks now. I've had many close encounters with leaving my phone some place, or thinking I left it some place but it was in my bag all along, and leaving at a friends desk at work and going home for the day. Needless to say I knew the phone was on its way out some way or another (you would think i would back the info up some place or write the numbers down. But i guess that made too much sense). Just didn't expect the universe to snatch it the way it did. As i took a light jog for the train, the train I hate to take, the 1 train. The damn thing slid out of my pocket and right between the train and the platform, onto the tracks. My heart damn near jumped out after it simply because I couldn't believe it. I thought I was having a heart attack, a conniption or something. My body was frizzing out. I didn't realize that phone was everything to me. If I'm not at work, its the only way to reach me. I only know about 4 people's numbers by heart, all of them, for some reason or another right now are useless to me. Lola is 7 months pregnant and in Jersey, Tola is in Florida right now, Babydaddy (i wasn't even sure i knew his number by heart) is well...babydaddy, and the other one is not even worth mentioning. I don't even know my mother's numbers by heart! Devestated. Devastated is what I am.