On this day, I woke up at 5am and wrote a letter to a friend of long standing. It took nine pieces of stationery to craft a 2.5 page letter. I mailed it from the post office, since I didn’t have a stamp. Two weeks later, there still hasn’t been a reply. And I’m okay with that, because that’s not why I wrote it. It’s not like I asked about beach vacation rentals and can’t move on until I hear back.