Your phone buzzes.

You glance at the screen. It's a message from someone you know.

Nothing urgent. No emergency. No one is stranded on the side of the highway or desperately trying to locate a missing kidney.

It was a perfectly good morning.

Your coffee was hot. Traffic wasn't terrible. You were feeling reasonably optimistic about the day ahead, which, considering the current state of humanity, was already a minor miracle.

Then you encountered that person.

You sent a text message.

Three perfectly normal sentences. Nothing controversial. No accidental insults. Not even an embarrassing autocorrect situation.

Then you read it again.