Undoubtedly, when you have heard first time “He is my everything” you were a bit curious, a bit intrigued, a bit envy. And I’m sure you wanted to meet “my everything”, just to make sure he is not perfect, on the contrary, he is, at least, let’s say “debatable”, so one day you might have the chance to be someone else’s “everything“. Hmm, this would be the mission of your life! My personal “everything” now is to keep you engaged - so, please stop checking your phone and give me a minute; you are in the right place, you are on a travel blog, Travelogy, and I won’t write about Apple or Zuckerberg! I’m a “Gutenberg” generation, I need to use letters to express my thoughts and emotions, not emoticons. But what about if this “He is my everything” turns out to be “It is my everything “, because Mr. Everything is an object, a phone, your phone. You love it, you play on it, you count on it. It is your real partner, it’s feeding your fantasies, it’s hiding your real face, it’s keeping your daily routine, it’s sharing your memories with yourself, and ultimately it knows your soul ...