Time Magazine stages a funeral for handwriting.
Call me out of touch. Call me an old dude. Call me an anachronist. But:
No! Nothing better than sending/receiving a handwritten note/letter/card. Nothing.
Send one handwritten thing a day.
You’ll feel better for it.
If you need raw materials (and inspiration), try my friends at Botanical Paper Works.
Now, get off my lawn.
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