found a stack of old postcards my husband sent me from jakarta trips before we moved there together. his handwriting still looks so alive on the paper. spent twenty minutes just tracing the ink with my finger like i could reach back through time.
found a stack of old postcards my husband sent me from jakarta trips before we moved there together. his handwriting still looks so alive on the paper. spent twenty minutes just tracing the ink with my finger like i could reach back through time.