If you have paperfilia, I feel ya.

Remember in the days of yore, when people relied on things called ‘maps’ to find where they were going? And once they got there, they sometimes used things called ‘postcards’ to send messages to people back home?  I remember those days.

Nowadays, however, I need GoogleMaps just to find the addresses of people IN MY TOWN that I’ve KNOWN FOR YEARS. How sad is that? (That is also kinda Phoenix’s fault for making every single neighborhood look the same). I don’t know how we did it back then.

I remember one time in college I was going to a football game in a city I’d never been to.  No cell phone, no Google, no map, none of that.  This was my plan: to drive into the city and look for the football stadium.  Haha, I was very naive and of course that plan didn’t work. But I stopped at a gas station and asked someone for directions. And that’s how I met my husband.

Not really, but I found the football game, and the point is that postcards and maps are way more romantic than text messages and Siri’s bleating.

Make no mistake, I would be lost without technology, but there’s just something about the physicality of paper.  So here’s the word of the day: paperfilia: “a deep appreciation for the aesthetic qualities of paper; a preference for reading items printed on paper rather than displayed on a screen.” I think I have it.

Better After reader Ronja ‘mapped out’ this abandoned sewing cabinet and I think she has it too.

This desk from Brittany at By Brittany Goldwyn features vintage postcards and the effect would please any paperfiliac.

Do you think someday our grandchildren will print out our text correspondence and lovingly decoupage it onto their furniture? LOL, probz not. #justsayin #forrealdoe #twerk