10.20.2005

Surprise Letters

I used to write a lot of letters when I was younger. I was one of the few boys that had pen-pals and such (I learned later that it was more of a girl thing). I understood the value of a handwritten letter, though I often preferred to type mine on my appleII computer, printed on my dot matrix printer. I began writing because I liked to receive letters. In fact I loved to receive mail. I would think of how nice it would be if someone just out of the blue randomly decided to write to me. In fact, I thought about a lot of things like that: things like "Wouldn't it be cool if someone left a secret coded message in this book just for someone like me to find out?", or "Maybe someone will perchance just feel like being nice as they see me in this toy store and tell me to buy any one thing that I want!". I knew that it would probably never happen. The reason I thought that was because I wouldn't do something like that. My next question to myself was "Why don't I do something like that?" So I started thinking of some things like that to do. As a child, nothing much came more of just thinking of some things, and usually those things I wouldn't be able to do until I was older. But I did try writing people at times to surprise them. I like to think that I made a few people happy that way in my childhood.

However, I have been thinking that way again lately. I would say that I have more of the means to do some of the things that I may have planned as a child, and I should be able to think up some better ones. And I still love receiving real mail, so I can still assume others do too. Maybe I can go to a restaraunt and anonymously pay for someone's meal. Maybe I can invite someone over for dinner (instead of inviting myself to their place). Or maybe I can write a letter to someone who I've lost contact with.

Options. Choices. Opportunities.