Sending a letter is the next best thing to showing up personally at someone’s door.
Ink from your pen touches the stationary,
your fingers touch the paper,
your saliva seals the envelope.
Something tangible from your world travels through machines and hands,
and deposits itself in another’s mailbox.
Your letter is then carried inside as an invited guest.
The paper that was sitting on your desk, now sits on another’s.
The recipient handles the paper that you handled.
Letters create a connection that modern, impersonal forms of communication will never approach.
I just did.