Sunday, 9 December 2007
In Boston Seeking Postcards
I'll go peruse the lobby. Maybe get a bite to eat or something.
I want to get some postcards and send to my family. Snail-mail rocks in a way. Getting something in the mailbox is real, one can hold it, the sender has taken time to think about the receiver. A postcard today might mean a little more where the same words over the wire might not carry the same weight. Literally and figuratively.
Posted by at 10:12 PM in kaffehaus
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