I did something odd a couple of weeks ago: I wrote a letter. On a sheet of stationary. Crazy, I know. And then I did something ever crazier: I never mailed it. I folded it up and it’s currently holding my place in a magazine I’m reading. This wasn’t quite what I imagined when I added #25 to my list.
As most of my close friends know, I’ve recently gone through a rather tumultuous breakup. I had a lot of thoughts about the whole situation and so one night, I sat down to my dining room table and started writing. And writing. And writing. Soon I realized I had written almost four pages. And it felt good to put pen to paper and just write. It’s a part of why I started this blog. I forgot how great it feels to say everything that is on your mind with absolutely no filter. Once I was finished, I knew instantly that I wasn’t going to send the letter. But I figured, I’d count it as one of my handwritten letters since it’s my blog and I can do what I want with it, right? 🙂
So what did I write? Well, like I said the breakup was tumultuous and I had lots to say. As I stated earlier, this is not a relationship blog and so, that’s really all I’m going to say about that. Have you ever written a letter and not sent it? Did you find it as awesome as I did? 🙂