I didn’t grow up as a digital native. The internet had not yet established a wide and more importantly, fast enough presence. If you made long distance calls, you were charged by the minute. Enter, the art of the letter.
Pen to paper. It takes more effort and time then sending an email. Today, an efficient typist can easily hit delete faster than ripping out another blank page to start over in ink.
The instant communication and expectation of our digital world today makes me appreciate the lost art of the lover letter. From high school yearbooks to long-distance young romance, there was a time when the art of anticipation was the foreplay.
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