I missed a call from Denmark today.
A phone call. I was in the bathroom, and I couldn’t get to my phone before the voice mail picked up. When I checked, there was no pending message.
I recognized the country code right away. 45. My heart skipped a beat.
I didn’t know the rest of the number, and I didn’t dare to call back… It was a mistake, that’s 100% sure. Only one person in Denmark has my home phone number. And there is NO way, this call came from them.
It was most probably one of these companies that use computers to speed dial totally random numbers.
Of all the countries in the world, what were the odds Denmark would call my home?
I want to be excited about it. I want to be happy that DK called me. Even if it was just a misdial, even if it didn’t mean anything. I want to see it as if Vikingland was winking my way.
But for some reason, it makes me melancholic.