I must admit, there was a small part of me that wondered about the Muse tickets I sent out into the mystery that is the U.S. Mail.
I mean.. You can send a shoe with an address on it….. and it will go.
Truth be told, I saw some kids special about mail a few years back, and how you can mail anything with a stamp on it..
The example they used was an old beat up shoe.
Now every time I think of how you can mail anything, my brain won’t get past the shoe. I am extremely imaginative.
Reading Rainbow has a whole episode on mail.. Watch it here.
It’s worth it.
I bought some stationary a while back.. Hoping to start up a correspondence like the old days.
How I do enjoy getting a bit of mail that isn’t typed out!
That correspondence didn’t come to fruition, unfortunately, and so my stationary sat.
I’ve decided to talk to Brad about maybe starting a bit of our own… I was going to do it tomorrow, but I think it would be nice if I bought her some of her own stationary to write back to me.. Squee! The game is afoot!
Where was I?
Ah, yes.
Stationary.
I sent those Muse tickets to Chicago just a few days before the concert.
After they were gone, that’s all there was.
My Craigslist Ad deleted, there was no way to contact me without.
I must admit that I had to give myself a little pep talk about it.
“Trust that they got them on time.” I said.
“Trust that they were happy.”
A part of me thought that maybe they had received them too late, and it was all for naught.
Tonight, I got home late, lots on my mind, heavy in my heart..
And there was a little card with no return address.
I had forgotten about my little experiment.
But Kelly wouldn’t..
Not for a little while, anyway.
I picked the right folks, folks!
The thought of the future impact of doing a nice thing for someone else..
This feeling might be a bit addicting.
It feels good..
I wonder how many more ideas like this I could come up with..
(without spending money, of course..)
Maybe I could get donations?
