The connections we form with people, how wondrous and varied they are. They cannot be arranged into neat little categories. They provide so much when we least expect it; we remain tethered and feel the ground beneath our feet steady for a moment even though the world around us is moving past (face it sometimes vomit inducing) at head reeling speeds. A reel, a meme, a GIF is enough sometimes. Sometimes seeing the contours of a much loved face is enough. Sometimes a familiar voice on the other end of the line does the trick. Afterall, a conversation is just a phone call away.
eternal oxymoron 