Today I should have made a phone call.
I came up with every excuse in the book.
I was too busy.
I knew I would be on the phone for a while and had something else coming up.
The times I phoned, I sat there listening to hold music and a girl telling me how important my call was to them.
Three times.
Each time, I gave it 15 minutes before I hung up and used that as another pitiful excuse to not face the music.
I'm dreading the call.
I'm dreading the laughter and sniggering.
I'm dreading the rejection.
Tomorrow....
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