Some journeys have no purpose.

Ever read Neil Gaiman's Babycakes? Look it up. It's OSM.


It's about how one day the animals of the world just disappeared. They didn't leave a note or a message or anything of the sort. They were just gone and no one knew what to do.

My experience this morning was kind of like that.


I'm not always punctual, but people must know that I hate it when I'm late for something,because it happens and I don't like the feeling of missing things and then get left out later on. Well, I was early for today. Even if I had to drive and the engine died a few times because I haven't driven for a while now, I still was worried about being late.

When I arrived, I joked to myself that "hey, wouldn't it be funny, Mishie, if you were the first to arrive despite all this?"

I checked my watch: 7:59am. Wow. I could make it in time.

I should stop talking to myself maybe because I *was* the first one there and I was the *only* one there until, oh....I got frustrated after an hour and a half of waiting and left.

I texted people. And apparently, just like the animals, they all disappeared. No note, no replies, they were just gone. I didn't know what to do. I made myself silly by killing the annoying mosquitoes around me. 10 of them. And one really wanted to leave a bloody mark on me.

"Maybe they've run out of animals in their area and instead decided to eat their cellphones." I thought bitterly.



Mobilecakes.

That must be yummy, something ripped right out of the Happening: people just suddenly getting the urge to kill and devour their cellphones.




And I'm the only one left unaffected.

Dammit, I love my phone. I admit I don't pay attention to it when I'm just at home, when I'm not really expecting any messages. But when there's something up, its stuck to me: in my pocket, on my desk, at my side, on my lap (because I don't have a message tone, it vibrates only)....


But maybe now my phone won't be of much use either.




Should I just eat it as well?