I somehow clicked on the wrong page and went straight to the last page of my inbox. Saw a bunch of old emails, got curious and read a couple of them. It was rather obvious that 5 years ago my English was significantly better. That was pretty much expected. I was however, surprised by how bubbly those emails were. I don't remember a time when I was so chirpy and upbeat. I sounded happy. It felt kinds weird... the point of this post is to share this great discovery: LS has great potential to turn into a bitter old lady. I didn't know that before today, now it totally makes sense. I wonder if I would be more of the crazy cat lady genre or the witch who eats children kind of character. I hope it's the latter.
[12:51:05 AM]: I just realized I'm the kind that likes to keep old letters. [12:52:17 AM]: the sentiment of writing a letter, doesn't matter what kind, it takes effort.. [12:53:44 AM]: there is something incredibly moving about someone willing to go through all those trouble to tell you something, trivial or profound, especially when you re-read it years later and realize that the sentiment no longer exist. I was digging through store room boxes looking for some old course notes from undergrad. I accidentally discover some old letters and read through them. When I went on skype I said this. I wasn't sure if felt precious because 1) no body writes real letters anymore, 2)it marked a completely different time point in our lives where the sender find the need and the right to share whatever it was, with me, or 3)the realization that I actually got to hold on to something that I lost. Probably all of the above, depending on who you are. I wonder if anyone out there kept the let...
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