postcard..

i intended to write only one postcard to one of my friends this morning but when i started the first one, i couldn't stop. so i wrote the second, third, forth until i reached the 6th. then i stopped. i was pleased and happy after writing all those postcards. it's been a long while since i wrote the last batch of postcards from home. there is only one person i write and send out on a monthly basis since we graduated from university which is 12 years ago becuase she does the same to me. we like to bombard each other with postcards. we both love postcards. when we have postcards that are quite hard to find we send to each other. they are postcards from movies, coffee shops, bookstore, magazines or handmade postcards. when we see postcards, we think of each other. we always write "i want you to have this in your collection bc it's not so easy so find..."

and this morning, i sat to write to her 2 postcards and then to other 4 friends; to him who always receives random postcards from my trips, to her who i want to say big thank you in a written card, to her who i met online and have never met in real life but we exchanged postcards for years (and i received her postcard this morning while i was on the way out to send her the one i wrote this morning), to her who i call soul sister, to her who i've lost contact for a while ....

i am slowly getting back to my own self and my morning ritual...