Blank
New things
“Bring a blank postcard. If you can.”
I was having a cup of tea with an acquaintance this evening. The last mail the acquaintance sent me to confirm the appointment ended with the sentence mentioned above.
I didn’t ask: “Why should I bring a blank postcard?” I thought: Probably there is a good reason for this.
Since I was not sure how blank the postcard actually should be I brought a few postcards.
It turned out that the idea of the postcard was nothing but a whim.
After the tea we decided to write a postcard to somebody we both know.
The acquaintance said: “You are not allowed to see what I write and I’m not allowed to see what you write. I put the postcard in an envelope and we’ll see how our mutual friend will react.”
I nodded; I guess I’m always open to new things.
Bram
Did you ever got back postcards and letters you sent to a friend f.e. when the friend died?I go back all this words i send to my friend after she passed away.
My experience is that although the words have lost their meaning i still don't want to throw them in the bin.
Maybe burning them should be better...
What do you think?
typo
did you ever get...Hannah
Burning letters? That reminds me of my neighbour who took the opportunity last year to burn several of her diaries in my barbecue. Its empty symbolism in my opibion, but then again: life is full of empty symbolisms, its like wallpaper. And just like wallpaper, its sometimes fascinating to look at.ps: I do not posses letters of a deceased person I once knew.
