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Lying in bed with my face buried in the pillow when the phone rings. Right on my bedside table. I really don't want to answer it for a moment, really just want to leave it, curl up and leave it to ring and ring and ring until whoever it is leaves a message.
But, alas, I know I can't. I know it might be important, from the police or, the hospital or, the courts...So I reach out and pick it up. Not sleepy. Not tired. Not sleeping. Just down, down and out. Feeling lost a little.
"Hello? H- Orli?"
"Hi Billy"
But, alas, I know I can't. I know it might be important, from the police or, the hospital or, the courts...So I reach out and pick it up. Not sleepy. Not tired. Not sleeping. Just down, down and out. Feeling lost a little.
"Hello? H- Orli?"
"Hi Billy"