WHEN: Early morning.
WHAT: Phone rings.
WHERE: International.
WHO: A close friend who rarely ever rings from abroad for no reason, and never before in the morning, much less on a work day.
FIRST THOUGHT: ???
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Her: Hey, how are you? Is everything okay?
Me: Urm... no, not really. *trying to get my brain to focus* Am on MC today.
Her: OMG, what happened??
Me: Well, I haven't been feeling very well for awhile. Then yesterday, my body finally gave up on me. I puked on my way home from work. Messed up my car and my shoes. Sigh.
Her: Which shoes?? (I just told her I'm not okay and she's asking me about ruined shoes. -_-')
Me: The ones I got from my last trip to Singapore. (And how is it that I wasn't surprised, nor offended at her question? Hmmm.) Hey, wait. How did you know I wasn't ok? (I haven't been blogging so nobody would have known anything except a handful of colleagues and my housemates.)
Her: I just had a feeling.
Me: *bursts into tears*
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I love it when friends call.
*blows stuffed nose*
But I love it even more
when what prompted the call
was nothing but a feeling.
*sniffle*
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