Call

I found myself missing those days when I would pick up the phone and call someone, or specifically my grandma.

I guess it's because she's the only person who had ever waited for my call. When I didn't, she'd call me instead, or when I finally did, she'd cry a river on the phone telling how she had been waiting for me all this while. Clingy grandma I had.

I'd say I'm the worst person to call ever. I don't try to make conversations on the phone because I'm awkward like that. With my grandma however, I'd be the one who'd have to initiate and keep the conversation going...

I guess with distance and time, I grow fonder to people I don't usually talk to a lot, like my grandma and parents. Nowadays, I tend to tell them a lot actually. From what I do, what I buy, what I eat to where I go, planned to go or had gone to. I tell them my daily life and share real stuff. We can joke too!

I am not funny, but I guess if I can make them laugh, what's better than that?

Ah, I need to talk to them but it's 12:10 and they would ask me to go to bed anyway.

So, tomorrow I shall.