A vibration, felt within the very core of my existence. The first sign of the apocalypse. Part of me is taken off guard, surprised by the sensation and the events that follow. Part of me knew it was going to happen all along. Part of me thinks I'm an idiot. A twist of the body, a swing of the arm, and what can only be described as an odd jerking motion later, and my phone is out of its holster.
Its a PDA, capable of conference calls connecting several parties round the world. Sending and receiving e-mails filled with important ..s vital to the success of multi-billion dollar corporations. I use it for the... phone. Its most important feature is making the owner look important. Thats a good feature to advertise to people such as myself... without a job.
Sitting in my hand, it waits patiently as I examine the Caller ID and decide if the person on the other end, who made the time and effort to place the call, is worthy of my attention. I answer 'Hello?' in a low and somber voice, but with enough feeling to convey both my present emotional state, as well as employ upon the receiver what I feel should be their given reaction. In a soft, heart-lightening voice, layered slightly by a grittiness which could only come from shed tears, she says 'I love you.', and abruptly hangs up. I try to hold back a smile, but my lips can't manage. I know I can stop whats coming, but not now, not this time. I let the tears fall where they may.I edited my profile at Freeweblayouts.net , check out these Myspace Layouts!
