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I used to miss reading other people's blogs. This week, I miss reading my own.
I've done exactly as I was told to do when it came to deployments: stay busy. So that's what I've done. This entire week, I've filled all of my free time hanging out with Monique. And it has been great. I miss John...but it's nice to not find myself sitting home all depressed. I've begun writing him letters every night. It's a nice way to recollect what I did that day and share it with someone who will appreciate the mail. And I truly love mail. There's just something entirely timeless about letter writing. I don't think it will ever fade out of style. At least...I hope it never will. I found some old stationery that I almost threw out before I moved...but decided to keep for such a time as this. It's all from China and it's all very cheesy and I love it. I know John will too because it's very...ME! I hope he starts receiving my flood of letters and post "love" soon.
I once found a poem about letters that I loved. I don't remember it exactly. I'm sure I have it somewhere but it went something like:

The postman loves a girl who sighs for a sailor. Everywhere the sailor goes he sends her empty letters adorned with beautiful stamps. The heartbroken girl gives them to the postman who treasures them as letters from her own hand.