Dear Wigleaf,

Writing a postcard is a little like being naked, isn't it? I enjoy writing letters by hand, surprising loved ones with unexpected missives of love and affection. But postcards, they scare me — at least traditional postcards that require a mailbox and a stamp. Anyone can read a postcard. Your inner thoughts hang on display with your handwriting bare for all to see. No envelope to shield you. Just your private message traveling around in its birthday suit. I must admit, sometimes I send postcards in envelopes. They don't require an envelope of course, but I seal them up anyway. I say it is to keep the paper safe. Unblemished. Really, it's to hide my poor penmanship. Potentially vulnerable sentiments. The delicate nature of my heart.

And yet I am a writer, apt to share my vulnerable sentiments and delicate heart with everyone and anyone who might listen. Willing to publish them online and in print for eternity. Now what do you make of that?

With love,
Emily