About the my question in the last time, I want to ask you a question.
I just want to ask about my postcard sent to you.
After I give my address to you. I asked myself why I gave to you easily.
I can't find the reason. This is the first postcard in my life. I want to be him.
But it is impossible that he will tell his address with me. He replied my email is easier than. But ...
During I go to the post office to send my postcard to you. I'm sorry Henk, I think of him almost all the time.
Because I never send a postcard to anyone. This is my first time.
And I have to queue at the 4 of post office. I told you about the number 4 in my life.
I mean such as this.