How's this place work?

If you could take a little mental holiday and go to any imaginary place, where would you go?
And what would you do while you were there?

Send me a postcard, handmade or otherwise, from an imaginary location. It can be a place from a book or a movie or a piece of music, or some other world you made up. On the other side, write and tell me what you've been doing on your vacation from reality.

All postcards to be addressed to:

Wish I Were Here
6219 156th Ave. NE
Redmond, WA 98052
United States

I'll scan a selection of postcards and post them to the blog for all and sundry to enjoy.

Saturday, December 17, 2016

Postcard the thirty-fifth: Space party

We get all kinds of postcards.

And we get them from all kinds of people.

Including Spaceman Spiff here, who writes:
Bruh. This party is out of this world. (lolgeddit we're in space). That's Frankie getting drunk in the background, my new bestest bud. This place is pretty chill, when you recover from your last space sickness you should totally come by. Ever since Earth Economy hit the crapper, rockets are super cheap!

Bruh. Listen up. This is Soozcat you're talking to. Descendant of Viking hordes. Mighty in word and deed. And owner of a rather fearsome cutlass. I. DO. NOT. GET. SPACE. SICK.


But thanks for your postcard!

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