I'm at work, but it isn't like my real work, it's a bench in an open white area. It's late, like 9:30. My old flame from many years ago (J) is vising town, and I was expecting her to text, but I've been busy. I can't text her because she is just visiting, so she doesn't have a phone here.

Suddenly I remember that I was supposed to text her; just last night when I was with her she gave me her temporary phone number and had me enter it into my address book. Yes, there it is. Dang, it was my fault and I was supposed to contact her hours ago.