04/06/2023

04/06/2023

Dear diary:

My day today was more stressful and didn't take any pictures, so I decided to share an older picture and tell you about it.

This is a letter I wrote to an old penpal of mine, Max. It's one of my favourite letters I sent. I think it's very very pretty.

I used to penpal. And I had a lot of friends all over the world I wrote letters to. But not anymore. It's a hobby I'd like to have again.

I love letters, writing and receiving them. There's the expectation, the wait, and feeling the connection to someone else through a physical object.

I love letters, feeling someone else's feelings through the words they wrote to me weeks before. It's like looking into the future when you write them, and into the past when you receive them.

I just love letters. Not as remnants of the past long gone, but as a type of connection that can't be achieved in the same way with modern texting. Not to say texting is bad, it has it's good things, like how fast it is. But I do feel, sometimes what we need is to slow down.

Today's quote:

"One sees clearly only through the heart. Anything essential is invisible to the eyes." - Antoine de Saint-Exupéry.