I. Love. Mail. (Seriously, write me a handwritten note and I will fall instantly at your feet. Or if you happen to be a guy, I might fall head over heels, but as long as you include a dozen gerber daisies at my doorstep.)
Nevertheless, waiting for mail to arrive is terrible. I think I've checked the mailbox for the last four days straight, hoping to find the things I've ordered. Urg. (Okay, I apologize if I seem vain. I'm not. I was just never blessed with the spiritual gift of patience.)
I love letters, there is something so old timey and romantic about them. Except when letter are the ONLY way of communication, then they can be a little frustrating.
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