…My Neighbors Must Think

…I’m a sex phone operator. Why else would I get 4-5 phone calls between 12 midnight and 3 am? And then again at 5:30 am? Or else I get a lot of “booty” calls? Or…or..or…I can’t even think of any other outrageous reasons why I’d spend so much time giggling and talking on the phone late into the evening and early mornings.

Really though, all the calls are from the same person…and I just can’t get enough of him. So…you’re asking what could we possibly talk about 4 or 5 times a day…sometimes for hours at a time? Anything….everything. We talk about the weather…where we live…a lot about our families. We talk about what we’re gonna do when we’re together Like where we’re gonna go..places to see…things to do (get your heads outta the gutter, people, we only talk about that stuff 3/4 of the time).

We talk about our childhood memories and future plans. We talk about food, television, crazy people. He reminds me of what I used to do, and say, and ask when I was younger and when we talked before…all those years ago. I was a curious girl in my early twenties…and I guess a whole lot more open than I am now. Or maybe I just know a whole lot more now and I don’t need to ask.

I’ve gone for rides with him…across town…down the road. I’ve been shopping with him…We’ve discussed the merits of whole wheat versus white bread …oranges versus apples. We’ve swapped recipes and talked about baking. We’ve planned out entire meals that we’d like to have together.

We talk about being lonely, and sad, and we offer each other support, kindness, and thoughtful words to help each of us make it through the day.

Whatever the conversation is…whatever subject pops up…the point is…

We talk.

And, when there isn’t anything more to say…we listen to each other breathe. We can have whole conversations without saying anything at all.

I have to go now…I’m expecting a call 🙂

g ♥