The three [letters] you wrote me after I had broken of the engagement are so beautiful, and so badly spelled, that even now I can hardly read them without crying a little.
(Oscar Wilde. The Importance of Being Earnest. -Act II. Cecily-)

I so love snail mail.

Every time I receive a letter which was hand written and sealed carefully just for me I feel so loved an important. I know one person somewhere thought about me, and wrote the right words for me in a very special way: playful letters for a letter... a tiny piece of soul transformed into written words...

Right now I'm trying to translate my soul. I need to be close to my friends somehow.

By Christine Garner

I'll keep on reading... so, please, keep on writing.
(you all know I always write back... even if it takes a little long)