I'm thinking of taking up a new hobby. Remember how people used to have pen pals for decades, without ever meeting each other, across continents? Then email came in the 1990s, and kind of killed it all. Poof, gone is the spirit over the fallen wall of international barriers.
Where's the anticipation of awaiting a letter, imagining on a map the route the written letter undertook, how many virus-free – no viruses back then – hands handled it, and then finally seeing the mailman coming on his bicycle down the road. And fleetingly wondering why you look so much like the mailmen and why your mother hid behind a curtain.
