I Love Small Boxed Faces

Soupers often engage in emotional ways. There can be depth in what two might exchange. When someone leaves our shared Soup domain, their diminished light is a missed, valued sight. Some remarks feel like word-shaped embraces and time together often leaves valued traces. Is is not odd, just plain strange, as well as an ache that Soup relationships are both close and remote? I have missed your small-boxed faces, your writes and presence on my pages. I wonder if other soup pals also ponder the restrictions our bonds form under. I recall the joys of our hellos and ‘getting to knows’ But ‘byes and why-gone words’ are silent blows. It must be a new age emotional feeling the internet brought into being so people everywhere could connect. Dog-gone-it, doesn’t connect sound ironic? … CayCay January 16, 2025