Paper

I went to a paper store today and bought a stationery set, a card, and some paper roses to write a letter to my mom.. The kind of letter that will be hard for me to write because I'm not the best at expressing myself..

It's sad how people never write letters or cards these days.. Everything is electronic.. Faster, yes. But the joy or going to the mailbox, and see a letter addressed to your name, how it feel in your hand, the ink.. the emotions in the writting and words is slowly disappearing (at least in my world)

But this store, was full of paper, sets, cards, notebook.. I would love to own half of everything I saw.. and I would give half of this half to my writer friends..