What travels the world and stays in one place?
A stamp.

Over the Christmas period I decided to spread the joy, not in the usual way of pouring vodka shots but rather with writing letters. Not emails, not texts, but actually sitting down at a table and writing a card. Okay, I vamped it up a bit, by taking a photo of my friend and I and writing a slogan or a quote we shared; that way I included a card, I brought back a happy memory and made it funny. I sent it to some close friends and others I lost touch with.

At times, I sent it to some friends who I thought would move, and so I am still waiting for a response. Other times I sent a letter out to a friend and have received it shortly after I sent it out. The response has been overwhelming. They loved it.

We hardly write letters anymore. Our culture now serves us instantly that we can email countless times a day and although letters and email are the same concept, receiving a card in the post is leagues ahead. It shows that the person knows you well, a he/she has your address, has gone to the time to make/buy the card and post it. But like a book, it’s the inside that counts. Letters are a lot more personal. You write what you truly feel because you know that it will travel the world and want to make those words worthy. A card reads more like true feelings than an email which includes phrases like ‘hiya – how’s LA? Shopping much? Me, went to sfinakia on sat. Talk ltr. BBM xoxo’ Emails read more like a text than a letter, which is why letters, something tangible and real always put a smile on the receiver.

It is official we have regressed. It is said that 2009 will be the year of the Ox, and also the year of unplugging. As I spoke of a few recent blogs earlier – I wrote that 2009 will be a more ‘real year’. I am not the only one who thinks of this. In 2009 we will see us spending more time with people not on facebook but face2face. Just as we thought that having the latest computer or mobile phone or hottest blog was to be ‘better’, 2009 will be the year of getting back in touch with ourselves and people around us and. Better hope you have interesting and cool friends then, otherwise you’re screwed and might as well get back on facebook where you can chat to your 508 friends (virtual friends may I add). Personally I like my friends in front of me in the flesh, drinking a cup of latte who tell me how they feel and what they are doing, rather than reading: Barbara is… having soup. And when they tell me all they gossip… I can come and write it down on my blog for you. You know you want to read it…