I'd ask my good friends their home address and people around us would throw me a look that most likely means "Home address? What are you, a 50 years old?"
Even my mum who is in her early 60s would most of time ask for someone's e-mail address when she goes personal. Personal e-mail address, for sure, since all of us have at least 2 e-mail address, don't we? Personal and official email addresses.
God I sounded so ... high-tech right there.
So. I understand how that "you're weird" glare happened, I don't look like I'm in my 60s, that's for a start. Moreover, I live in 2010 and an active user of technology. I'm one of those people who use smart phone for crying out loud, I'm connected 24/7.
But when it comes to my personal relationship, I go further than just messaging each other on Facebook or mentioning each other's name on Twitter. Yes, public display of affection could work to some points, but I really think these special people deserve a lot more than just "Hi hun! How's it going, I miss you," on one of my tweets and wall posts.
To find a nice postcard when I'm in a nice place is one. To get a funny-memorable birthday card is another. Or to hand-write a letter, just like we used to in the old days. Put stamps on it, write their name and home address.
Go classic, I know. It requires efforts, I know.
They deserve it, I know.
And (surprisingly) these people never ask why, let alone throw me a weird glare, when I asked them their home address. We understand each other: In showing our affection, we're classy like that.
Oh, last but not least, it always gives me such mind blowing joys-warm feelings in my heart-to reach the bottom of the page and move my pen to write:
Love you loads,