Don't drop the line

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Another hot morning, another hot day. The summer is here in full bloom. 

We know it will be short just for a couple of more weeks to go. We take it. We know that the summer is going to be tough.

Every season here in Canada is intense and in full bloom. The same is winter. We face 30 C below zero in our couple of freezing days.

It is 11.30, not so bad 24C feels like 30. My Uni friend just called. She lives in Markham 20 minutes away from my place in Pickering. I don't drive and neither does she. We used to make calls to keep our connections alive.

Friends of about your age are like novelty, like gems. We can relate what we share. We can talk about the shows we like to watch. It looks like we are at the same wave length.

We can talk about the time of our era. The era we used to live decades ago. It looks good that the person can relate to all that. What we are talking about, the person at the other end understands.

It gives a unique satisfaction, inner peace. It is a sort of meditation to share your memories, your feelings, your inner thoughts with someone who can value all that. It looks like the person who we are talking to is in the same boat.

We have to feel lucky to have someone like that in our life. Value that person. We are  not perfect. Everyone has his own weaknesses.

We have too. Just ignore that and try to get along. In person or phone connection it doesn't matter. Communication is the key, don't drop your line.

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