Getting stuff in the mail is cool

I like getting packages, cards, letters. Even if it's just a trinket, the simple act of walking to the mailbox and being rewarded with something to open is one of life's little pleasures. You get to anticipate as you walk back home. I wonder what Jon is up to? So and so remembered my birthday! Cool, I forgot I ordered something from Amazon. And so on. It doesn't really matter what it is, the fact that you've gotten something in the mail is cause for a tiny celebration on what may be an otherwise nondescript, grey day.