Getting letters in the mail makes my day brighter. 
Somehow I started this day grumpy and feeling slightly sick. Now, though I still feel ill and have a fever, I am smiling and not glaring at everyone around me. 
Funny how simple words and handwriting can help/make such a difference.

I have spent the last couple hours responding to letters and writing out postcards to my friends back home. It’s a simple gesture, but there is something romantic and touching about the whole process. I adore it. I like waiting for a new letter to be in your mailbox, the lack of immediacy, the personal touch of handwriting. 

Sometimes…it’s just the simple things that touch you most.