ink and stamps and a sidewalk, oh my

I wrote a postcard today.

I like postcards.

I like getting them and I like writing them.

I think, in a way, I like them more than envelopes and letters. Although there’s much to be said for envelopes.

Postcards are the original ‘tweet’, a status update. But with no expectations, no demand for immediate response. No pressure.

I walk along the sidewalk, drop the postcard into the box.

And someone will find it, take it to wherever I’ve said.

I never get over this amazing fact.

And then I walk home.

I cross a bridge on my way, stop a minute, look down.

I think I’ll write another postcard tomorrow.

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