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I love writing letters. And receiving them! I miss the old days of “snail-mail” letter writing.
When I was a teenager, I always had pen pals; at one point, I had five at once. One of them was a girl in my class at school—even though we saw each other every day, being pen pals gave a different, richer dimension to our friendship.
In junior high letter writing was largely about the fun of stationery, stickers, and getting mail; in high school, writing letters became a way for me to express my increasingly complex thoughts and emotions to likeminded friends. But in college I stopped writing letters because I was busy and email was just easier, and since then, email and social media have reigned.
But now I want to bring letter writing back into my life.
I think of letter writing as a leisure. It’s a purposeful turning away from the rush of modern life. It allows me to pause, reflect, and write deliberately, my thoughts tuned in to the specific person I’m writing.
Writing by hand also brings its own benefits of forcing my mind to slow down. It also, particularly in writing letters, encourages me to accept the wording of what I’ve written and go on, rather than go back and change it an unlimited amount of times, as I do with email.
So I’m on the hunt for new snail-mail pen pals. Anyone interested?