Last night the kids drew a big chalk town complete with a movie theatre, library and waterslide park. My daughter proceeded to deliver newspapers to each of the addresses along the route. It became a very intricate game and the construction of new addresses was steady throughout the evening. It occurred to me that her generation of kids will likely be the very last for it to even occur to pretend to be a newspaper deliverer. The kids born in the coming years likely won't even come into contact with newspapers that you can buy off a shelf, let alone ones that get delivered to your home.
Since 2020, I have written the following: -grandiose grocery lists (written on an empty stomach) that often end up getlting left behind at home -funding proposals -delicately worded emails -harried Whatsapp messages -a slew of facebook messages (that basically kept me alive) -a tinder profile or two... -utilitarian text messages -heart felt text messages -the very occasional love note (on paper) to a friend or a loved one The things I have not written since 2020: -a journal -a multi-page handwritten letter -a play -a sketch -a novel -more than 2-3 blog posts that I didn't even publish -a pros and cons list
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