people they ain't no good

i finally got my act together and went on a letter writing binge.

what is it about mail, i mean real mail that makes one feel warm and fuzzy and happy inside? is it because you can see all the little idosyncrasities of the person who wrote it? the selfsame spelling mistakes? the smudges their hands made when they hit ink still wet from the pen?

i don't think i really care regardless. i'm just in it for the molasses sweetness.