the surprise at seeing her majesty's familiar portrait on the stamp again when i opened my mailbox was... hard to describe. it had a special meaning to me as a kid: it meant a letter from my dad. memories are a powerful thing. it was probably the best thing that happened to me all week, i really needed the boost. and i loved the picture, just thought you should know that i'm a sucker for black and white.
sometimes i feel protected and i don't know why.
maybe i do a little now?
thanks for the card. thank you. really.
+listening to: nothing
Sunday, January 31
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