This is an envelope I sent to Heleen (the Netherlands).
Usually people don't see any more the letters they have sent. But sometimes the recipients publish them, as Heleen did, so the sender and the letter can meet again. This fact raises always strange feelings, don't you think so? In this case, I wonder by the letter arrived so wrinkled, and if the post officers really had to put so many postmarks... Sometimes I think they consider letters as enemies!