The other day, our home phone rang. Given the extraordinary amount of random junk phone calls we receive, I usually check the Caller ID first or let the answering machine pick up the call.  This call, however was very different.  It was me.

Staring at the Caller ID, I had trouble believing my eyes. There on the screen was my name and our home phone number, which was ringing on the very same home phone.  Creepy.  My mind jumped to the only logical conclusion, it was a future version of myself calling me in the past.  Oh, I could not wait to hear what I had to say.  Then, silence.  Nothing.  The phone stopped ringing and no message was left.  I would never know what my future self had to say.  Then my mind raced to other horrible conclusions.  What if future self was going to leave a message, but something happened where he was unable to speak?  What if it was not my future self?  After all I certainly would have left myself a message.  What if it was someone in the future posing as my future self?  Oh, dear.  I guess I may never know.  I do however know one thing now, when another version of you calls, pick up the phone.