tinemoniek

Hello,

My name is Tine. I live in Belgium with my two cats Frieda and Gaston. I'm 36.

When I was a little girl, I was in love with my postman. Not for his looks, but for the letters he gave to me every week. No I'm a lot older, but I hate my postman. Everything he gives to me is without a soul.

Last year I've started a special project: every day I wrote a letter. I've started with Postcrossing, to write cards again. I don't want to believe that written words are dying. Believers like you, can make a change. Written words will always be alive.

"A few weeks after the worst day, I started writing lots of letters. I don't know why, but it was one of the only things that made my boots lighter."
— Jonathan Safran Foer (Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close)

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I've got a happy mailbox again. I hug my postman (in thoughts).

If you don't know what to write: write your favourite word (in your own language), write me your first words that day, our your last.

I like all the postcards. Yes!