This note fell out of a book I bought at a thrift store. I can only imagine the backstory … mom pulls a freshly baked loaf of “omish” bread out of the oven and calls for Andrew to come in and enjoy some. Andrew comes to the table and looks at a loaf that resembles … Continued
Found at the abandoned Patuxent Mental Hospital. The letter was followed by the statement, “I will not fight” written out 1,000 times.
I had found this while taking a break from judging at a Speech and Debate tournament. It was sitting on the grass just outside of some portable classrooms. It’s slightly sad, and reminded me of my early relationship with my fiance. I can only hope that all goes well with this couple.
I picture the person who lost this as an old hippie with wispy, shoulder-length gray hair who laments the loss of his youth and hair.
Our for a post-breakfast stroll, my two roommates and I found this in the litter on the side of the walkway. If only we knew the backstory … or maybe better that we don’t.
I found it in a taxi.
When I was walking to work, I cut through the park. The letter was a little wet.
I found this while walking my tiny dog. I waited a few days to ensure the viewing window had closed and snagged it. It was slid into one of those plastic sheet protectors for three ring binders and nailed to a telephone pole.
I was stocking chips at the grocery store, and I found this sticky note in a case of chips with a rose.