Random fun... (Random 1)

With a lost look on my face, I concentrate on a miniscule something, or more often, nothing. When this meditative calm is broken by another presence, a sound loud enough, or a wayward thought, I return to being where I've been all the while. Now, I sulk about my chipped toenail, catch a glimpse of me in the mirror, and think that my new hairstyle makes me look like Cameron Diaz. I fidget with my cell phone, purposelessly, I insist, but truly, with a sub-conscious expectancy of a call, knowing well enough, that browsing through every folder of the phone doesn't do a thing to make someone call me. Nobody's watching me then, but even in privacy, I have an ego, and it is hurt at the realization of the kind of importance I am giving to one call from one person. I put the phone aside, and engage in sky gazing. The sun is on its way down, and the birds are returning to their cozy nests, or so I assume. But it just could be, that one of them is flying away?