Welcome to the Galactic Post office.

Have you never heard of my galactic postal system?

Every thought you have is dispatched to the Galactic Post Office.

There, each thought is sealed, stamped, and express-delivered to the entire universe.

(sometimes even bubble-wrapped and fastened with a ribbon)

Your inner monologue is basically galactic snail mail.

So be careful what you send out.

Because I always write back

Also, there’s no spam mail in the universe.

Every thought counts.

P.S. I see you have some mail going out. Ohh, dear!!… Are you sure you want to send this?