Streams of Consciousness

So, last night, something weird happened.

My cellphone went off. I looked at it to see who was calling.

Caller ID said it was my own number calling.

My phone sat there vibrating…beckoning…begging to be picked up.

All I could do was stare at it.

After all, I wasn’t calling me.

What if I picked it up? What if I answered?

What if I was on the other end?

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