The author reflects on the profound joy of receiving hand-addressed letters, highlighting the deep emotional connections formed through written correspondence. Visiting their old mailbox at Dartmouth evokes nostalgic memories of eagerly awaiting letters from loved ones, which could bring both happiness and disappointment. The experience of waiting for mail is likened to a religious ritual, underlining the meaningful connections fostered through small gestures like sending letters. Despite the shift towards digital communication, the author emphasizes the enduring value of handwritten letters in maintaining personal connections over time.
The thrill of opening a hand-addressed envelope is too profound to renounce. Write a letter. Mail it.
A sense of genuine connection is worth a first-class stamp; it's even worth a trip to the post office.
Small dots of ink can connect you over years, and keep conversation from lapsing into silence.
I longed for mail the way mystics long for voices from the mountaintops.
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