“Auntie Vicky, your phone is ringing.”
I was looking at the phone but never noticed it was ringing, I was lost in thought. Mood swing defined the day before and drew in to that morning; I was irritated by the littlest of all. The solution power within the walls of my thought provided no answer to what the challenge may be; talk more of the way out. However, the tiny voice of the young girl beside me awakened my consciousness.