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Mailboxes are blue<\/span>. When I put an envelope in a blue US Postal Service box<\/span>, I’m done with it. All postal jokes and general grumblings aside, once it’s in that box, my whole body believes it’s as good as there. <\/p>\n UK Royal Mail boxes are big red tubes<\/span>. They look official enough, but dropping a bank deposit (not just any old letter!) into the slot, I can’t help but notice my nervousness. Of course it’s a post box, and yet I have absolutely no direct experiential evidence to prove to myself that this money is not lost forever. Brain is convinced and pushes on, but somewhere deep in my cells, body is totally unconvinced, edgy even. <\/p>\n No wonder kids ask so many questions. They have so little reason to believe anything new. What a rush!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Mailboxes are blue. When I put an envelope in a blue US Postal Service box, I’m done with it. All postal jokes and general grumblings aside, once it’s in that box, my whole body believes it’s as good as there. UK Royal Mail boxes are big red tubes. They look official enough, but dropping a … <\/p>\n