A Postcard From Dorottya

Dorottya’s beautiful handwriting is illegible to a middle-aged woman who needs to get a pair of old-people specs.
I must admit that it’s been ages since I visited the post office. I felt it was imperative to go today since Eid is tomorrow and the office will be closed for the next five days (I wanted to check if I got Lubna’s letter, I didn’t). I would visit more often if our system were more reliable and, to be frank, I wrote more often. I have fallen by the wayside with Raw Epistle and yet again I promise myself that I will get back on track. I hope I keep that promise this time. (more…)