Last night a friend
rushed me out of the house to catch the opening act
at a local bar's music night. After a few drinks I realized my phone
wasn't in my pocket. I checked the table we were sitting at, the bar,
the bathrooms, and after no luck I used my friend's phone to call
mine.After two rings someone answered, gave out a low raspy giggle, and
hung up. They didn't answer again. I eventually gave it up as a lost
cause and headed home.I found my phone laying on my night stand, right
where I left it.
Stoppin'
by with a bedtime story...Enjoy & Sweet dreams out there on your
end friend...
