Slipped
I remember the day when I bought the power bank. I was so excited to finally have a solution to my phone's battery problems. I spent quite a sum of money on it, but I was okay with it. After all, it was an investment, and I was sure it would serve me for a long time.
However, today, as I was mounting my bike, the power bank slipped out of my backpack and fell on the ground, breaking open and leaving me disappointed. I was paranoid that the fall might have damaged the charging port, rendering it irreparable, and now I may have to budget for a new one.
As I continued on my journey, my mind started racing. I started calculating the cost of a new power bank, and the expenses were something I was not looking forward to. I had already spent so much money, and now, I had to spend even more - it was overwhelming.
After I returned home, I quickly rushed to check if there was any way to fix it, but I was not sure what to do. I plugged in the cord and connected it to my phone, hoping it would work. To my delight, it started charging, and a little joy crept in, relieving all the worries I had been carrying on my head.
Relieved and happy, I realized that it was not damaged after all, and I could continue using it.
But then, as I glance at the power bank here with me as I type, I feel this sadness.
It's been just a while since I bought it and now I'll have to risk losing it any moment. Even though it's still charging my device at the moment but I know I should start budgeting for another.
However, today, as I was mounting my bike, the power bank slipped out of my backpack and fell on the ground, breaking open and leaving me disappointed. I was paranoid that the fall might have damaged the charging port, rendering it irreparable, and now I may have to budget for a new one.
As I continued on my journey, my mind started racing. I started calculating the cost of a new power bank, and the expenses were something I was not looking forward to. I had already spent so much money, and now, I had to spend even more - it was overwhelming.
After I returned home, I quickly rushed to check if there was any way to fix it, but I was not sure what to do. I plugged in the cord and connected it to my phone, hoping it would work. To my delight, it started charging, and a little joy crept in, relieving all the worries I had been carrying on my head.
Relieved and happy, I realized that it was not damaged after all, and I could continue using it.
But then, as I glance at the power bank here with me as I type, I feel this sadness.
It's been just a while since I bought it and now I'll have to risk losing it any moment. Even though it's still charging my device at the moment but I know I should start budgeting for another.