Back (apologies for my handwriting!)
The text of the postcard is
I recently realized some disappointing news. I can never be a real artist (you have to say that word with ennui).
Why can’t I be an artist?
I smile too much.
But – good news! – I can fake the funk. All I have to do is suck on sour candies at artsy affairs. Good news – disdainful, pained expression in the bag. Bad news – I’ll probably say “blech” from the candy at an inopportune moment.