I stared into the tiny screen on my hand

That screen is a whole world

With endless possibilities

There comes a cold cruel line

Striking across my tiny screen

It says

“15 minutes”

Then my universe

Implodes into one singularity of possibility

“Turn left in 200 meters”

“Keep going”

“You’ve arrived”

But if I let go of my tiny screen

I might see that the world is even bigger

Than that screen tha...