I am an absolute slut for letters, notes, emails... I love giving them because I also love getting them. One of those basic childhood principles of doing as you would want to have done to you. This was such a small thing but it gave me such joy. My new work colleague dropped in this morning to hang out and work with me in my office as I was alone, using the rain outside as an excuse. I like being in her presence and making small banter/quips. I had to leave her to go for another meeting and when I came back, she'd left and I was instinctively sad but upon seeing this little thing on my desk I smiled very hard.
