An Internet Friend Passed On
Maybe we still have pen pals and I hope so, as it still sounds like a good idea, regardless of whether I have secret atomic plans for some 12-year-old English spy.
Now it’s internet friends. I’ve never felt comfortable linking those two words; I think it should be more like “internet acquaintances,” as we really don’t know each other. It’s only the persona we show online, the words we type onto a screen, the bits of ourselves we allow others to see. Much like pen pals.
But you do get a feeling about someone and when they pass, there is a certain loss in your life. One of mine did just that the other day. Although we spoke on the phone once, we never met and never would; his world was far from mine in many ways and I never even knew his full name until two days ago.
It’s a matter of how much each of you invests in each other. He shared this problem, that joy, another disaster, yet a further accomplishment. There was an openness of sorts, of sorts, behind the veil. I did likewise, behind my own veil. Who is completely open with a stranger? He’s gone now, but I have every expectation of meeting him again some day.