"wait oh yeah wait a minute Mr Postman"

I love getting mail. Every morning when I get up as soon as I come downstairs I go outside, usually still in my pyjamas and check the mailbox. I am on first name terms with my postman, hi Mick. The crushing disappointed I feel each morning is heartbreaking as I never get mail, well apart from the Valentine's Day card I got, which was epic. When I was travelling I use to get parcels sent to me from my parents and sometimes my lovely mates. I am thinking of going away again just so I can get some post. Come on people, send me a letter!