virtual friends

i grew up reading books about real friendship. friends was the most important subject from day one of my self-aware existence. there always were two types of potential friends – friends i can attempt to get, and unreachable friends. sometimes i would win over even the ones in second category because of my loyal and truly interested in them personality. i always had good friends, yet somehow i always felt understanding them more than being understood by them. was there nothing to understand? was i that weird and tough to understand? not really. my only weirdness was digging too deep. nobody else had the interest and the desire to do that. still, it truly felt like having friends.

what when the friends become virtual friends, how does that work? well, obviously only real friends remain in that category for long-term. but what do you do with them? you can’t go out for coffee, you can’t visit each other, you can’t do anything friends do. you can’t even really talk on the phone because the time zones are different, and it’s generally not very convenient. the knowledge of their existence comforts you, and you really enjoy each other company on the very rare moments you meet . but you can’t shortly formulate to them what it is there in your soul on these instantaneous events. and do you want to? do you need to? are you still able to?