That was a strange feeling!
I was speakin to an ole friend... per say...same name...same appeareance...same voice...same number...
but somehow it was different this time.
Until we said bye and hung up, there loomed a heavy silence in our conversation.
Ofcourse, we moved thru the motions of it... How are you?! How have you been ? and the likes of it... But in the end.... I was only too glad we hung up...
Not that i dont appreciate my friend...but there was the squeamish feeling in my stomach...that somehow....this person i was talking to...had metamorphed into something that i no longer recognized...
Or was it me? Or was it the both of us?
May be thats life!