A friend drove me and a couple of my housemates to a house party about 10 miles from our house where we planned to get smashed. The morning after, whilst looking for my trainers, I found this on the kitchen table.
My wife and I were sitting at an exit light off the Madison beltline when I noticed the title of this piece of paper that was sitting on the side of the road. I simply had to read it.
While exploring a cute little park, my friends and I found, attached to a bench, a notebook with a pen inside – a guestbook of sorts for the park. I was happy to find that someone had already ripped out this page and left it right under the notebook.
