to you

i often send the bf letters.

i love paper. i love writing. i love correspondence.

the art of mail: the feel of fine paper, letterpress, smooth ink across a page, the run-through stamp, finding the right words, heartfelt.

email will never be comparable.

in the last letter i sent to the bf, i penned:

'i am looking forward to boston. i hope my family likes you because i will dump you if they don't.'

utter sweetness, no?