Loopy, Lonely and Lost

My phone rings.

I look at the caller ID. It’s someone I know from work. A friend. We sit together all the time, she tells me about her life and I make her laugh. She’s someone I’m usually comfortable around. We’ve been on nights out together, I’ve even stayed at her house. She’s someone I like spending time with.

I don’t pick up. I watch the phone ring, ring, ring, until it stops.

I don’t wait long enough to see if she’s left a message. I switch off the phone.

Now that  it’s off, I can already feel creeping anxiety about switching it on. It’ll be hours, maybe days before I can face it.

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