My lovely phone came back to me. P brought my phone to the office this morning. Thanks, GM, for finding my phone and P, for bringing it back to me. I'm so relieved now.
Then, I remember that my cell phone gave me terrible times in Cardiff (and after I came back to Japan!). Yeah, I dropped my phone while biking, and my phone died spontaneously when it was run over by a bus. It was kind of OK because my lovely friend gave me his old phone. But when I left Cardiff, I tried to cancel my contract and I realized the cell phone carrier was evil, evil, evil. Oh, I don't want to recall it. It took so long to solve the problem.
Anyhow, my phone is back. I just want to appreciate that!