Wishful Thinking

It all started with a casual hi, which eventually led to an inevitable bye after much fun & laughter together in the presence of a bunch of cool mutual friends.

But things didn’t quite end with that bye, and much thanks to those omnipresent IT devices in our modern lives, we found ourselves continuing the conversation via multiple instant messaging platforms.

And then little casual chatter soon became rapid exchange of banters throughout the days.

Which were followed by a subsequent hasty yet joyful get-together in a foreign town.

Before I knew it, typing on a keyboard while staring at a monitor/ tapping on a smartphone’s screen started to feel less-than-satisfactory, so several long-distance phone calls ensued.

Then, feeling that some sporadic, brief phone calls just doesn’t cut it for me anymore, the calls would happened more frequently while getting much longer in duration.

And now, I’m not longer being able to content with just hearing her voice over a line or reading her text messages on some displays anymore.

       

I WANT TO FEEL HER.

So here I am--clearing my schedule, traveling long and far, crossing borders to do just that.

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