And to finish this letter, I propose a heartfelt toast to the health of the entire Slowly Community!!!!

I could open up and my insecurities of fitting in were understood with curious encouragement.

We grew up in a digital world so to speak. But I always feel like I was born in the wrong era!

Instead of just writing as a story, we made it look like an interview in a reality show. Hope you like it!

Because of you, I have 2 friends, one fluent with whom I share with all my trust and soul and another with whom I have to force myself a little.

Unforeseen encounter in the midst of a global pandemic: A story on how I met my best friend twice.

We praatten net zo gemakkelijk in het echt als via de app, zwierven door het winkelcentrum en aten dessert bij Dippin’ Dots...

He lives just 10 minutes from my apartment! Can you believe it?! I have never meet him...

Letters are not for everyone. I had sent letters to my friends on their birthdays and they have, without fail, never written back.

It left me feeling so uninspired to reach out to anyone else, until – Just when I least expected it, I had an incoming letter from Iran.

Last chapter: A transnational friendship

We exchanged a few handwritten letters (until mine was lost in the mail), met a few times to work together in a café or walk along the Seine.