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it's one of the few instances where I love technology. Last year I started sending letters, drawings etc to my (now ex) boyfriend and friends and I would wake up everyday and track the thing that I sent out 😭 it's genuinely so thrilling and fun to me for some reason. I've been keeping tabs on the snail mail that I sent to my pen pal everyday and it makes me happy every time the location updates. My love is closer to reaching her!
Apr 14, 2025
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I love hand-writing a letter. the delayed gratification of it, talking about anything and nothing, decorating it with cartoons and drawings and stickers. Sending little extras and photographs with tiny micro-playlists scrawled out on the back of it. It takes at least an hour to craft a good letter, one worth receiving and replying to, and it's intimate to think about someone nonstop for that long. I just love that form of communication.
Mar 4, 2024
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Nothing is sweeter than spontaneous mail!! Go to your local post office, buy some stamps, sit down, monologue your current feelings/thoughts/ideas/drama/complaints on paper and send it off. If you're lucky, your friends will write you back and if you're like me, you can hoard every letter you've ever received and then read them back and revel in your own nostalgia.
Nov 3, 2023
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If I haven't spoken to my friend in at least three months, I start to ask if they want to send letters. If you don't communicate for months or years, you might as well send letters: they're practically just as fast but with depth and physicality! Who doesn't love some paper treasures! Plus, it provides a Victorian-drama level of yearning in waiting to continue a conversation. There is nothing I have savored more than checking for a reply after sending a letter. I open my mailbox every Sunday. I am aware of this error in logic, but I love it every time I do it. I am a child again, and I am joyfully impatient. Not only is it mail, but it's mail from a friend: the best kind.
Jan 26, 2024
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Meet your best friend after 2 years. Plan to go to a local korean restaurant near her college. Restaurant is in a slightly dingy area. Ask another friend to come with you. Find out that your abusive mother does not want to let you go to the restaurant, nor is she okay with a guy friend accompanying you. (You are all 19 btw - and this is your first time going somewhere unsupervised by family in 2-3 years after living in house arrest your entire life). Mother insists to drop you off to your friends' college, and parks her car outside the main gate to make sure you don't leave the premises. You and your friends try leaving through the staff gate, but the guard informs you that students cannot enter and exit through it. You have to get to the restaurant by 4pm - a package is arriving there for you. A race against time. Back at the front gate. Friend goes out alone to check where your car is. It is right next to the gate, facing the path through which you're supposed to leave. He books an auto rikshaw and asks the driver to pick you up from inside the premises - smart. Wear your friend's jacket and use the hood to hide your face. Best friend changes out of her kurta, wears her mask and ties her hair up. Perfect disguise. Get in the auto rikshaw. Guy friend sits on the side facing your mom's car. You and Best friend sit on the inside and hide yourselves. The auto rikshaw starts running and passes your car. Mom looks at the rikshaw exiting and does not recognize you. Laugh. loudly. Look at your friends. Put your hand up to your chest and feel your heart beating wildly. Try your best to not shake your legs.
Reach the dingy area swarming with other students. Procure the package. (it contains gifts from your sort-of-ex-boyfriend. It is complicated and you dont have the time to feel the storm raging inside.) Speed walk through the narrow paths and look at the neon lights. Best friend remarks that she feels like she is in a Wong Kar Wai film. Enter the restaurant. You never knew a place like this existed in Delhi, hidden away like a secret. Laugh to yourself nervously. Take in the ambience. Korean pop music blaring in the background. Students talking and laughing loudly, some of them slightly drunk perhaps. Take your phone out and hurriedly click a blurry picture so you don't forget this moment before scurrying after your friends. Find a place to sit and wait for your order. Take deep breaths. Look at your friends again. Feel warm inside. Let the feeling soak in until your phone rings again.
Jan 20, 2025
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make a time capsule! and if you journal, then read some of your older journal entries :) try to listen to music you listened to when you were 12, even if it is silly or bad, and try to feel how you felt then. Welcome to adulthood!
Jan 14, 2025
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Kathleen Hanna I love you!
(Eau D'Bedroom Dancing by Le Tigre)
Apr 2, 2025