Monday, December 30, 2002

I once wrote a paper about some literary character. The introduction talked about how the character was so complex one could spend her whole life studying him. I'm not sure if I believe that, I just put it in because the teacher told me to. You know what I actually think is complex? Communication. I could spend my whole life studying and trying to understand communication.

I have different communication with different people. Its so bizarre. One of my very best friends I didn't talk to almost all semester. But we're still just as close. I have another friend, though, that if I don't talk to them almost every day I start going through withdrawl.

There are also different ways of communicating with the people in my life. There's in person, email/letters, on the phone, instant messanger, and a variety of other methods. With some friends instant messanger works. With others I'm all about the phone calls. I'm not sure what its based on. I'm sure it has something to do with how the friendship was formed--which method of communication was used at the beginning.

And when I must substitute the other methods rather than the preferred one to communicate with a friend, its just not the same. I have one close friend who I usually communicate with in person. Circumstances recently have prevented that form of communication though and we have talked through instant messanger and the phone. And I was still taking with them often but it didn't seem sufficient. I finally realized last night that, duh, its because we're substituting. So when I realized this last night and I pictured my friend, I really really felt the distance. Stupid distance.

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