Letters

I was sent to the post office today to post a birthday card for one of my uncles. Now, whenever I post anything, I call it a letter. Purely because I'm lazy. I met one of my friends on the way back, and the conversation went something like this:

Friend: Where have you been?
Me: Just to post a letter.
Friend: A letter?
Me: A letter.
Friend: How very retro.

Now for me, that's a bit sad. Nowadays, posting letters is seen as something for the older generation, and the rest of us should stick to the convinient phone calls, texts or email. We've applied the same reasoning to conversation as we have to food, although a home cooked meal tastes better (some would say), like a hand written letter, it takes too long and in this rush hour world we don't have time for such luxuaries. For this reason we resort to quick, emotionless texts or phone messages, leaving a short and sharp note saying why we've called and nothing more. Not unlike the fast food of today.
When I was younger, I used to love recieving letters in the post, and I loved replying. My auntie and I used to have long conversations, written out lovingly on our best stationary. Now I haven't sent a letter in years, and all my conversations are over email.
It really is sad, I wish I wrote more letters, but todays lifestyle just doesn't run at a pace to suit such habits. Now I know I'm only 17, and most people are probably cringing at this blog, but I DO remember when we did things differently and I miss it.

Quote of the day:
Fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable we are forced to alter it every six months
Oscar Wilde