Long ago, there were items of intrigue called pens. And long ago, humans utilized these pens to write letters. These letters now exist under glass cases in museums, or in that cheap coffee table book you bought to make yourself look smart and cultured, and maybe also in your grandma’s desk drawer. But that’s it. Those are the only three places letters are left. They’re relics, letters are. But that impulse to write to our loved ones hasn’t left us yet. It hits us at 3AM when we cannot sleep, or when we need to take a minute to reflect and slow down our thoughts, and when we really need to say something.

So here they are immortalized, a museum of emails, articles and conversations and all other world contributions.