They're calling me. By "they", I mean someone who has a restricted number and thinks it's funny to call at really odd hours on memorial day. Not say anything when I answer, just faint static. It doesn't leave voicemail, but left a really short message once. It doesn't make sense.
Probably a fax machine on the rye. Automated call center breakdown. Either way, it's fucking creepy.
I dunno. This isn't the retreat I was looking for. So much, yet so little going on. All the annoying things you can think of, not so many fun things you can think of. Can't sleep well, have been antisocialish...
I can't help imagine it's a real person on the other end. Trying to reach out and say something but not having the words. Who would call me? What could they have to say?
Either way, like I say, this isn't fun being home.
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