Old Friends

Like me, perhaps you have friends all over the world, disparate, living lives you can't imagine or see. An image builds of their lives - what they may eat or drink, how they travel to work, what they do at weekends... all far from the truth of their reality. I'm insanely grateful for my friends overseas, for the glimpses they have given me of cultures far removed from my own - and yet I'm sad that I can't share more of their everyday... tea or a meal on an imaginary veranda...