Hmm

I have a pen pal.

It's kind of weird to have a pen pal at this age. When you're a little kid, it doesn't seem to matter much who the person is. You just write them about your day, your pets, and your siblings and they write back in a similar vein. Then it ends.

This is a little different, and one can easily be deceived into thinking one knows this correspondent. I'm easily reminded that the written word was invented to convey the spoken--and i have no idea how my pen pal would speak. I've met pen pals before and been sorely disappointed--the voice i imagined reading the letters was not at all the voice that truly existed and spoke. I didn't like the real voice. Maybe that was because of the fantasy set up by mere written correspondence, but i think a true part of it was that we weren't really friends. We didn't really know each other. We knew what we thought was the other, but it wasn't us.

Anyway, now i accidentally have a pen pal. I wonder how long it will last, and if we will be friends in person ever. How strange.