Monday, January 27, 2003

Handwriting is the dying art form. Really.... when was the last time you sat down and wrote a letter to someone. Not a card... a real letter. And no a group letter to update all of your friends what has been happening in your life does not count. How is it that we have let our lives get so complicated that we no longer write? I can only imagine how many letters we used to pass secretly to each other. Come to think of it, didn't we spend more time trying to fold them? And why (as I go off on a tangent) do I still have so many notes from highschool in my posession. Writing letters to each other used to be a daily event. I can't honestly remeber the last letter I wrote. Do all the notes I write to myself on scraps of paper to help me remember what I have to each day, and then leave behind every morning count?

Don't worry... my ranting does not mean that you will be getting a letter from me in the near future. That is me. Make a grand statement, and leave it at that.

Consider this your personal update.

No handwritten replies required.

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