In the next few days, the cards will part ways to find homes with poets, seekers, gardeners, dogs in a dome, and a rocker seeking a sunrise.
Not all hotels still have proper bond letterhead + pens, envelopes and postcards… even stamps at the front desk.
As such, whilst at hotels which still care enough to provide this stationæry, I’m always eager to support the endeavor. Practically speaking (or rather, scribblingly).
Although probably joining their compatriots still waiting in the box from last night. It’s a reason to take a walk.
