Postcard from Red
I received a handmade postcard in the post yesterday. It was from a stranger, who got my name and postal address from a site whose URL I can't give (of course, anyone who wants my address can easily enough find it, but I'm not going to help them).
We so easily become isolated in this world that I welcome means of reaching out. I'm prepared to put a piece of me out there, willing to be hurt because of it.
Of course, no one might want or like that piece of me. It's the risk you've got to take. But surely you cannot hope to love your world - and I do - while insulating yourself entirely from it.
posted by Dr Zen @ 10:18 pm
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home