I miss writing letters. The smell of fresh paper. The feeling of holding a pencil and staring at the top left corner, confused. How to begin? Dear Al, Nay, not like this. I crumple up the sheet ...
I miss writing letters. The smell of fresh paper. The feeling of holding a pencil and staring at the top left corner, confused. How to begin? Dear Al, Nay, not like this. I crumple up the sheet ...