I love getting personal notes by snail mail.
I love that my mom sometimes prints out articles
and puts them in the mail to me.
I love that my friend Mary sends me actual cards with
real photos that she took the time to have printed.
Maybe it’s because I know how easy it is to click “forward,”
that mail sent to me through the post office
has become a special occasion.
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