My body pumped and feeling explosive from the weights I pressured my muscles with. I drank a shake, powdered with tiny particles of protein powder in the hopes of doing something to my body which could compensate for some of my mind that has been lost of lately.
I sat on the sofa, looked around and breathed in with an expectancy of something miraculous to happen. I reached for the remote on the coffee table and pushed the tiny red button that powered on the TV.
I seldom watch television these days but I guess once seated on the sofa it becomes a natural reaction to turn the television on.
My cell phone rings and I answer.
On the other end there is a sweet voice of someone saying "hi dad how are you" and I says I am fine. I do not recognize the voice but it feels good to hear those words again which seem like an eternity.
On the other end the person realizes that they called the wrong number and chuckles playfully. I chuckled back. She quickly apologizes and I said not to worry about it and it was all good.
She hangs up and I smiled.
One day I will hear those words again, I pray to the higher powers that it won't be too late when it happens. I also prayed that it won't be a another wrong number again, it felt good.
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