02.01.2017
Woah, two in a row huh. Maybe its the weather making me emotional or maybe it's just you that keeps prancing in and out my mind like mini flash backs which I refuse to allow myself to reminisce or or maybe it's just the old letters that I've dug out whilst packing up my study making myself cringe at the said emotional span.
Generally, I love letter writing, I love how each words come together to impart an emotion, a theory, a story. In my eneds when someone give me a hand written letter it truly means, " I really give a shit". In this modern day who will have sheets of paper or pen lying around their study, everytime when I ask my friends to write me something this is the NO.1 excuse, I have no paper at home. So fair enough to say, I don't think people generally keep pen and paper around. The amount of effort for one to even stop their daily hustle just to sit down and pen down anything, I'm pretty sure it's taxing. We have been adapted into this world where every form of communication remedies into a text/email.
It's not a bad thing tho since it's a much faster mode of communication but being able to have the privilege to re-read these letters and thinking about the effort these people took to write to me really warms my heart up.
Day 2/365, the word of the day is contented.