Posted by Erin | Filed under Musings
[Image Credit: Inside Out via From The Right Bank]
… decorate with hundreds and hundreds of old postcards?
In junior high, I vowed to save every piece of mail I’d ever received. Pen pals were all the rage, so after a few short years, I’d gathered quite the collection of XOXO’s and WBS’s (write back soon, for those of you who aren’t hip to pen pal lingo). And on one steamy summer day, I wallpapered my entire bedroom with letters from my childhood.
My mother wasn’t happy, but I remember the inspiration I gained from glancing up to see handwritten scrawls, doodles and photos from my favorite friends. And now that my mother doesn’t call the shots, I’m happy to say I’d gladly tackle that same wall installation in my current bedroom.
If, of course, people actually wrote letters now. I suppose printed emails don’t have quite the same charm?