As I unwrapped the little ball-packet, I cried a little. It was a simple but beautiful reminder of unconditional friendship and unimaginable understanding. I am lucky person indeed, and you are a really, really good friend. Thanks fore reminding me, sometimes I forget.
I love that this book is not only teaching me not to take the little things for granted (like trying to draw straight lines while on a train,
or my appreciation of fruit stickers. They are totally cute and little. Like miniature bumper stickers, or patches you used to sew on your bag when you were a young and confused Alternative kid. I love anything miniature. I have miniature shopping carts, for no reason, just because they are cute.)
This journal has also made me rediscover my appreciation for the larger things in life that sometimes get taken for granted without realising it.
Friends like these, they are hard to come by. Most of mine live in Canadia (yes, that is the correct spelling!), Aussieland or Ireland and are especially hard to keep in touch with. The effort they make to show me how much they love me sometimes overshadows the effort made by the amazing people that surround me right here at home.
Thank God for candywrappers and Journals of Destruction. I have taped the wrapping-paper page back into the journal as a symbol for creation and connectedness. Friends like you hold my world together, and I'm sorry it took a little destruction to realise it (again).
PS People should write eachother more letters. I have no stamps yet to put in my journal.
PPS Letters should always be accompanied by candybars, PS, PPS, PPPS, and PPPPSes.
PPS Mary and Max is a wonderful movie about a shitty world full of little miracles. (like you.)
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