I am not sure when exactly I started doing this, but for quite some time, I have pretty much refused to go anywhere without my cell phone. Not because I am afraid I will miss a call. Not because I am dependent on my phone (considering my phone is stupid, how could I be?).
No, I want to have my phone with me at all times, including church, because you just never know.
I don't consider myself particularly morbid, and more often than not, I am optimistic. But thanks to the information age, I can know, fairly easily and quickly, every time something bad happens. And although I don't think the world is a lot worse today than it was when I was a youngster, I think people feel more entitled, parenting has become lax, and some other things that I just cannot comprehend. But the end result is that although I don't obsess about something bad happening, I know that it can, and I want to be prepared.
A little over a month ago, I started attending daily mass three or four days a week (as long as I am not subbing). For whatever reason, one of the first times I walked into this church, which I had been to only twice before, I thought of how easily a crazed person could walk in and open fire. I also thought that if that happened, then I would first text Brian and ask him to call 911, because I could do that silently. I have actually pictured myself crouched underneath a pew doing this very thing. In fact, I have pictured scary things happening in all kinds of places.
Even though that may seem kind of nuts, I am willing to bet that I am not alone in those thoughts. But at least wearing my phone (on my belt, like a man, no less) seems safer than arming myself, insofar as I don't have to worry about accidentally shooting myself or someone else. Or on purpose, for that matter.
Be careful out there, people.