The USPS is going to stop delivering paper mail on Saturdays, meaning we’re shifting further and further away from letters that we can touch. Soon it’ll be less and less and less, to the point where receiving an actual, tangible letter will be ridiculous, archaic and adorable. Similarly, I’m going to pillage my storage space in BK tomorrow and get rid of most of my books, which  breaks my heart. But what I am I meant to do, cart them around with me when I can shove them all into my ipad? But I want to look at them on my walls and touch them and take them all in, remembering reading each one, or the specific reason why I started reading it and put it down, or perhaps did not read it, at all. Gone are the days.