I was recently emailing with a dear friend who I only get to see about once every five years. Our visits are few and far between — not because we live in different cities (she is in New York and I’m in Boston) — but because we work in completely separate industries, and I suspect that we both suffer from the “I wish the week had 40 more hours” mentality. One day soon, I am going to buy a farm and work from home and send emails (or postcards) to friends inviting them to “come see the new lambs that were born last week.” Until then, I do whatever it takes to squeeze in as much time as I can with as many inspiring people as I know. And when I can’t be with them in person, I manage to keep up with their major and minor life events through social media. Last week, I logged onto Facebook and typed in this friend’s name, suddenly wondering if she was around as I began planning for a trip to Manhattan. When I couldn’t find her on my Friends List, my first thought was: Maybe she unfriended me? (My self-esteem is impressive like that.) A quick search of the entire Facebook and all of our mutual friends confirmed that this individual could not be found. She wasn’t there. She left. She got out.

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