Tuesday, May 4, 2010

bills, bills, bills!

I miss handwritten letters. Back in elementary school, my best friends and I would write notes (not even full on letters) to each other and send them in stamped envelopes, even though we would be seeing each other in class the next day anyway. It was just that wonderful feeling of receiving mail that kept us doing silly things like that. I remember at one point in time, I couldn't wait to grow up and have bills to pay so I would receive tons of letters via mail. I thought it was an exciting thing to open envelopes with my name clearly addressed on them. To me it meant I'd officially be a grownup. But how things have changed... and I don't want to keep growing up any longer.
Emails and texts are convenient, I understand. But letters feel so much more permanent to me. I actually still have all those letters my friends sent to me throughout my childhood and going through them (as if I were for the first time) makes me just as incredibly happy. Some of them make me chuckle because I can't believe we actually used up a stamp for letters that just said "Mr. Brandenburgh has stinky breath. I hope we don't get him as our teacher again next year!". Kind of ridiculous and hilarious at the same time, but nonetheless memorable little treasures I'll keep to cherish.

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