Ring, ring

My eyes are heavy, as are my shoulders. A weight bares upon myself. I stare at ten simple digits and a call sign. I ask myself, what is it that I would say? I presume small talk, but then I wonder, is it worth while? I've decided to take this path head on. Not because I want to, but because I have to. My strength is about to be pushed to the limits. I just hope I'm ready for that moment. I imagine it. Ring, ring, ring... Hello? I wonder. Am I brave enough?