I just remembered a poem a saw once. It was about 3 years ago, when we still learned in Nocham and Chana was our bat sheirut. She had this wall she used 2 hang stuff on, and one of the things was this poem-- I don't remember who wrote it, and I don't exactly remember how it went, but I'm gonna try 2 remember. It was in Hebrew, BTW.

Sometimes a friend will call me
and the first thing they'll do is ask "am I bothering you?"
So I just want to tell you--
you're never bothering me, it's never a bad time to call.
You can call me at any time of day, weather I'm eating or studying,
or with family or other friends,
during the day, or at night.
And if at night I don't answer--
I must be asleep.

I like it.