it was a fairly warm saturday afternoon, a bit lighter than the usual humid and prickly days over the past week.  he had been trying to get some sleep for it was the first day (or night) of the work week in a couple of hours.  he had been having difficulty sleeping because of the heat for the past couple of days, even though he'd took a shower beforehand.  this time was not quite different, though the humidity was quite bearable.  he was trying to empty his mind in order to get some shut-eye as he tossed and turned around his bed.  his mobile phone suddenly alerted him with a message.  he gamely ignored it, even not bothering to look at his phone, telling to himself, "there's no one i know right now who would send me a message containing something important at this time."  he turned to the opposite direction where his phone lay and still tried to get that precious sleep.

after which seemed a quarter past an hour, his phone sounded off again, another message just came in.  he was still conscious, although halfway into dreamland.  he continued to ignore the alert tone and listened to its entirety before starting over in getting some sleep.  yet this time, something at the back of his mind was urging him to read that second message.  like angels and devils floating above his head as he lay, silent arguments ran back and forth about whether or not to pick up that phone and read the message.  he tried to ignore the constant prodding of this mysterious entity as he tried to stick with his plan.  until the prodding got the best of him.

he sat up and picked up the phone.  "2 new messages," it read.  he went to his inbox and saw the first message which came from one of his colleagues asking something trivial about work.  he skipped that and proceeded to the newer message.  what he read wiped all that was left of his drowsiness and left him with shock and awe.  the message read, "hey there.  i miss you.  let's go out some time, is that ok with you?"  it was from her.  yet his surprise quickly disappeared and was replaced with the i-know-where-this-is-going feeling and quickly dismissed at what seemed to be an effort on her part to re-establish communication lines or whatever.  being himself, and knowing well in hand that this would probably go 95 percent nowhere, he replied, "sure.  i have thursdays and fridays off" and sent the message.  a reply came quickly, saying, "ok.  where will we go?  how about grabbing something to eat?  i'm sounding weird, am i?"  to which he replied back, "anywhere you want to go.  when will it be?"  expecting a non-reply from her, like she would most of the time do in a middle of a conversation, a message then came in, saying, "i don't know when yet, ok?"

he took a while to think of what to reply back.  in the hopes of trying to continue the conversation, he sent, "ok.  so how are you?"  the span of silence that it took for the phone to alert him with a replied message suddenly became longer.  and longer.  and longer.  "typical,"  he said to himself as he went back to trying to get some sleep, to which this time, he was quite successful in doing so.  another bizarre episode with the mystery woman has passed.  when will it ever end?