a handmade envelope

just because

A friend sent a handwritten letter in a nice homemade envelope the other day, and I’ve been carrying it with me ever since.

Slipping it between the screen and keyboard of my laptop.

Sometimes I’ll put it in my pocket and find it again just before bed, setting it by my glasses for pick-up the next morning.

Soon? It will likely serve time as a bookmark.

I even updated my homepage with more artwork from this scan.

I’m not obsessing, really. (Trust me, I spend way too much time on political websites of late to have time to be obsessed about anything else).

It’s just that I wanted to remember to make note of this note.

I want to write one back.

Then write dozens more.

In lieu of doing just that, I’m writing this journal entry.

It’s not the same—I know—but it is a reminder.

Virtual string around the finger.