The Travel of a Heartbeat Away

I am a passionate traveller. I love seeing new places, learning new faces, absorbing new voices and being showered in new laughters. I enjoy catching the same wavelength with people who are so different from me.  I’m like a maniac when I speak. I love listening to people too. I love to feel myself a heartbeat away from someone who’s actually miles away from me. It does feel good.

Today I had some online travels to some of my friends. One of them is a real American with a big Ukrainian heart. I was honoured to see his home, to see his doggy peacefully taking a catnap ;-P and listening to his soul speaking with me. I felt as if I were there, by his side. I felt the warmth of his voice when he pronounced my name. I saw the joy streaming out of his kind eyes while seeing me. I had the time of my life talking to him, sharing my ideas, my life, my little silly thoughts, my poor knowledge. 

I also had a lovely time with another great friend of mine. He did something for me no one else ever did. He was singing online…just for me. And reciting some poems. It was great to feel that my friend trusted me enough to sing for me, for my ears.  He managed to keep me smiling all the time. I’m lucky to have such a friend who’s also just a heartbeat away. Thinking of me. Telling me his life. His worries and joys. I’m lucky to know he’s always there to talk to me. When I am happy. When I am sad. It doesn’t matter.

My day is over…Now it’s 00:00 on my computer screen. I’m grateful for my virtual travels. I’m happy to have a warm circle of friends. I’m thankful to my dear friends who made my day. My happiness. My smiles. My power. My being better. I’m happy to feel them just a heartbeat Away.