Most months leave without us noticing
I ask every new client the same question. Tell me one thing you did last March. Not a birthday or a trip, just an ordinary afternoon.
Almost nobody can answer. Her phone holds thousands of photos from that month and she cannot recall a single day of it. The months did not stop mattering. Nothing was marking them.
That is the job of this envelope. It lands on the first Friday, and the month has a beginning again.





