Twitted

Very pleasant surprise today--got to talk to a very special friend, used to say best friend-i consider her that, i hope she still feels that way. The conversation took place entirely through private-guess they are called direct-messages on Twitter though i have made no bones in previous blogs how much i dislike that program. Maybe it's my own shortcomings, but it reminds me too much of old chat rooms--at any rate when there is a cast of thousands-she literally has that many followers and follows about as many--well, i don't believe i think fast enough, i certainly can't type that fast and from the length of my blogs, it's very apparent i have trouble with the whole 149 spaces thing. We have been friends for, hmmm, several years now and i don't know how we have lost touch in the last year or so----i need to talk to her in person or on the phone, probably if i am lucky i will have to settle for a few minutes on the phone---i certainly am not attaching blame to either one of us, i just need to understand--that's the kind of friendship we had. A truly beautiful woman--hmmm, i guess i need to explain something, after lessons learned in life, both positive and negative, i have come to believe that beauty doesn't necessarily have anything to do with how a person looks--to me it comes more from inside and how a person acts and treats other people. So, a person might be physically attractive but not close to being beautiful to me--hmmm, ok, an example-think reality television. On the other hand, some folks that some people might not consider so physically attractive are incredibly beautiful--think Mother Theresa, and other people that you might think of that live for others, put others first, and are literally radiant. This young lady, and she is a Southern lady, is not only beautiful but is intelligent and model attractive. We both have had our share of bruises in life, even now-- and yes, when we first realized we were friends, we set groundrules that we have followed--is platonic the word? She is an outstanding writer in spite of my never being able to convince her of that. We took a class together and seemed to have been friends for-well, a long time before that--i told her things about her life that she had never told anyone else and it kind of went on from there. I have missed her and wondered what i did wrong, though i suspected some things were changing in her life. i hope to find out soon and to be reading her writings like she used to share. she certainly deserves to be happy to have the best in life.
my own writing is coming slow and painfully--
peace
-will-