Village

7,360 kilometers away as the crow flies, in the former land of the Vikings, lives a good friend of mine. Though I haven't seen him for the better part of four years, the sense of familiarity hasn't changed; and I keep in touch with him more than I do with others who live in my city. In our last chat, we exchanged some awful poetry with as much ease as if we were sitting across from each other at the local Stabucks. http://www.earthdrifter.com/tamepoetry.htm http://www.quyrx.com/writings

Another, closer friend, lives 11,240 kilometers away, in a corner of South America most people have never heard of -but he's just a keystroke away on my cell (OK, 3 keystrokes.) He's married and has a very busy professional life, so figuring out a good time to call is the toughest part of staying in touch.

This planet of ours is just a village; isn't it time we left it behind and went see what's out there...?