and, surprisingly, life has gone on all the same. In fact, maybe just a fraction of a bit better since I haven't had to hear that annoying ring (perhaps I should change it?) since I was outside of Saint Peter's on Sunday (the one free day at the Vatican museum if you can stomach the wait. I couldn't). After that I apparently put it back in my pocket in just a way that it could fall out easily as soon as I sat down on a couch at the hotel (it was found and is on its way back to Trieste).
I didn't miss it at all. Not one bit. Although I felt quite GUILTY without it. As if my not being reachable at any time of day by anyone at all in the world was some kind of sin.
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