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I posted snail mail today. Cards, to be exact. Not birthday cards, just blank cards that I wrote on instead of paper, a letter. Haven't done this in awhile, felt good. Especially, when fixing the stamps.
It wasn't even planned. I was doing my work, clearing some stuff and found a stack of cards just laying there, waiting to be rescued and sent off somewhere. So, I carefully picked them up, selected a few nice ones, thought of some people whom I think, will be happy to receive a card from me and dropped the cards at the post office.
While writing on the cards, I thought, "Hhmm...when was the last time I got a card, last year on my birthday?" and remembered how exciting it was to receive something by post.
I know, you probably won't understand why I'm fussing about this, but I think we forget the simplest things sometimes.
I recall the days when I'd write many pages till my hand would ache, fingers go numb, but no mistakes, no correction pen, just loads to write and express on paper. That's an amazing feeling, putting words on paper as if talking on the phone. More of organising your thoughts in sections so that the person reading will know exactly what you're saying.
I'd use nice writing papers, very important because the pages might be for keepsake.
Now, I hardly write anymore letters.
No love letters to read over and again, examining his handwriting, the slants and spaces.
It is sad.
8/30/2006 7:16 pm
Yes, even though one can convey thoughts by any venue, sending and receiving letters seem more... personal, and special somehow. *smiling*
9/5/2006 10:55 pm
You're right, you know? Traditional letters does have a special sentimental value to it. Just like you, I also miss getting letters in the mail. Postcards and letters have been forgotten since e-mail came about. |
Thanks for putting up this post. Brings back fond memories ...