Sorry that I haven't been writing for some time.
I thought about letters lately. I have three penfriends, and I thought:
When you're expecting a letter, you never know when it will come, or what will be said in it. A letter something magical, something old. It sometimes has marks of voyages it had made. I might even say that a letter has seen more of the world than me. Letters are so much more lovely than emails nowadays, although I write them, too - both, even.