Thanks all. Ok - here's the rest of the story. I finally mustered the courage to listen to the voicemail. I was stunned when I opened the file (goes to my ***** account) to find it was 3 minutes long. Holy cow - this guy had A LOT to say. Great.
It was 3 minutes long. 3 long minutes of SILENCE! He called back, and tried to hang up, and didn't disconnect!
We are quite a pair. Dumb and dumber!!! I really got a good laugh out of it though. And I think that is really what I needed most. To laugh at the ridiculousness of it, of us, of romance and life in general. We (people in general) really go out of our ways to complicate things sometimes, don't we? Big offender of that right here!!!
I deleted his contact info from my phone. No more butt-dials from me. If ever he decides he wants to communicate like a grown up, instead of running away like a 5 yr old, he knows where to find me. Until then, no more possibilities of accidental (yet sub-consciously on-purpose) contact.