25 to 50 Large Birds

Out of curiosity, I figured I'd solicit the help of anyone who's willing to tell me about the mail they receive in a week. I was wondering about how the mail a given address receives compares to what other addresses receive. I was also curious about what exactly comes in the mail to my household, so I decided that I'd start recording an inventory of that for at least a week (starting on Monday, March 30). What I want you to do : Take an inventory of the mail your household receives each day for a week. You may be as detailed as you wish. To protect your privacy, you can be vague about the specifics of a given piece of mail -- I don't need to know the intimate details of a medical bill you receive, but the broader category "medical bill" would suffice. Or if there are mail items that are just too personal and you do not wish to reveal them to me at all, that's also up to you, but ideally omissions like this would be limited. Please record the number...

[author's note: When I get stressed about something, sometimes I end up just typing out all my thoughts so they aren't just in there rattling around in my head as much. Usually what results is a bunch of rambly anxious brain vomit that's totally not intended for public consumption, but this time I decided to try and write something a bit more artistic/literary.] The mechanical whir of the orange faregates and ascending the escalator to the platform. The train, doors open, is about to depart. What is typically a straightforward trip, albeit somewhat long. But now it may just be too much of a risk. Do you really want to find out? Safer to stay in. Isolate. Withdraw. Monday afternoon, March 2. Rooftop views of Dupont as the weather teases the promise of spring. Racing out to Rosslyn just to see if I can do it. Traffic is light. The mood is relaxed and pleasant. Mosaic flooring in the lobby and a 24-hour oven clock. We pass some time and contemplate which deadly sin gambl...