Home addresses that have more than four numbers make me uncomfortable. I can’t tell you exactly why but when I see something like ‘00000 S Broadway’, it kind of freaks me out.
The more numbers, the more uncomfortable I feel. I recently saw 6 digits and I had to look away.
I grew up with 4 digits and that felt perfect to me, 1123. I know that I have that nostalgic feeling because it is the house that raised me but also you can’t argue those numbers together aren’t beautiful looking.
Since that house I have lived in two places with 3 digits and three places with 4 digits (excluding my childhood home of course).
I think this is backed up by the fact that all my friends and family live in places that have only 4 or less digits. So seeing more doesn’t really happen to me often.
I didn’t realize that numbers felt so important to me. That can be the time of day or what temperature I see on in my car cooling/heating system. I memorize phone numbers when they sound prettier to me or those numbers can become more attractive to me if I like the person they are attached to.
Fun fact, me and two of my other family members have the same phone number besides one digit and it is the last one. Mine ends in ‘1’, another’s in ‘2’, and the last one in ‘7’. It feels like beautiful thing that I get to share with my family.
I am, in particular, attached to my mom and best friends number. Although sometimes I find myself mushing them together and will have to look them up to pry them apart inside my head.
I kind of miss those days when it was normally to memorize people’s numbers or addresses. Those felt like days we had more attachments to those around us. Now, you put that information in your phone and almost never look at it again. If I want to call my friend, I just find their name. If I want directions to their house I just copy and paste into the navigation app. There feels like a disconnect between what used to be a tangible things we had between one another. I know you cannot physically touch someones phone number or address but perhaps in a way we could.
Maybe this is could be talk of a greater issue of our reliance on technology and how, even though it gives us the ability to talk to anyone at anytime of the day, we feel even more alone and isolated. But I am too lazy to actually get into that and hundreds already have.
In the end, my childhood home phone number will never leave me head. The day I forget this number is the day I die.
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