Isn't Life Great?

I don't have to be anybody but myself with you, he said, through a telephone transmission spanning 760 miles. He'd gone to Alaska for work, before I moved to Oregon, and now he's back in Salt Lake City. He's writing away and reuniting with Silver, his trusty automobilic stallion.

As we said goodbye from the phonecall, he told me that it was good to hear my smile, that I have an audible smile.

Friendship, connection, what blessings.