Over the past several years, I've become accustomed to exchanging texts with Cherished Friend on a regular basis. We have had snatches of conversation here and there, and exchanged photographs of interest from our separate locations, as well as memes that have been particularly applicable at the moment. And nearly every evening, I have wished him goodnight in a customary manner. It is like a benediction: a wish for all to be well for him.
He is currently -- and for an indeterminate amount of time -- in a location where sending and receiving texts may not be easily feasible. There is a possibility, too, that he may relatively soon relocate even further, and the inability to text may continue. I'm at a loss. It's quite a dent in my force of habit.
The good part is, e-mail still exists. It doesn't have the immediacy of text, to be sure, but at least the channels of communication are still open. Ultimately, that's what is important.
Onward, we go.
Nothing makes the earth seem so spacious as to have friends at a distance; they make the latitudes and longitudes. -- Henry David Thoreau
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