This afternoon there was a small promising pile of letters in my box that I pulled out expectantly, but by the time I crossed the street to my house it was clear not a single item was remotely useful or even interesting (sometimes I get a Nordstrom catalog full of crazy things like $395 lime green watches but at least I can use that for a collage, or short fiction about insane people). Everything today was so uninspiring that I cannot even come up with amusing ways to make fun for this post.
I think my need for Mail of Substance comes from my childhood. When I was growing up
One would think that with this kind of outlook, I would be better at sending cards & letters to brighten other people's mailboxes. I wish. As my OCD has worsened, I get stuck at the start - I find something perfect for someone but then don't have an address or I need different stationery or must find time to decorate the envelope/box just right or need to buy stamps or have to go the post office or...ack.
A resolution for the summer: Set up a simple, accessible, no-obsessing-allowed mailing station and plan a weekly trip to the post office so I can/will send fun, worthwhile notes & parcels to my favorite people. That could be you; watch your mailbox.
4 comments:
I loathe the post office passionately, but am pretty neutral on the mailbox.
I bought that book of stamps. You can do the rest :)
-Stu
Interesting thing - recently I have gotten "into" sending snail mail to people. Sometimes actual cards/notes, but often kitchy old vintage postcards.
Email me your address...I'll pop something "inspiring" in the mail. Why not? Its only 44 cents :)
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