MOORHEAD – We see them coming, and wish they would hurry. What they bring is essential, personal, sometimes junk, oftentimes sacred. What they bring is news, obligation, packages of stuff we desire, and if we are lucky, love. They bring the whole of the outside world, a confirmation that our lives are connected—by name—to places and people we cannot see. ADVERTISEMENTFew things are more solidly welded into the way we order our days. “Is the mail here yet?” If we don’t ask it out loud, we wonder, look over our shoulders, check the box again and once more.