Today I got a letter from my friend Liz. When I was visiting her in Boston, we decided to write each other more, since we rarely talk on the phone, and she’s sent me two lovely letters since then. There’s something about letter writing that I really like. It seems to encourage people to get straight to the point, and write about what’s on their minds, and in their hearts, and I love having a handmade memento from people I’m close to. I’m lucky to have friends like Liz, who actually follow up on ideas, since it takes me a while to actually do things like that sometimes. But when I’m getting sweet notes that brighten my day, I think I’d have to be a monster to never actually reciprocate.