Blurb #6

Copyright Julia Bydulia.

Word Count: 97
Title: Red-Orange Phone
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Where is the line crossed between a late night and insomnia? I’m sitting in front of the telephone, caught up in a staring contest and the feel of cracking my knuckles, my neck, my toes, my back… The phone used to be red. It’s faded since I bought it, so it looks orange now. My gray eyes are drying out, turning white through and through. I pick it up, press the button with the big white 4 on it. With my thumb poised over the 7, I hit myself and put the phone down, assuming staring position.