Somehow, 30-year-old stationery (with rainbows, Snoopy…) has survived all these years and all my moves —even transatlantic ones— without being sent. I don’t believe they’ll be sent anytime in the next 30 years, and, with email, it is less likely to happen. It is a pity that the art of writing letters is being lost at vertiginous speed, but if I do happen to feel like writing a real letter, I’ll get stationery with my current tastes.
Some of the rescuable pages I’ll be turning them to sketchbooks. The rest won’t be embarking in yet another transatlantic move.
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