Why Are We Here?

I found this while closing shop at the cafe where I work. I think a girl, who was practicing what she learned at massage school, dropped it.

Sighting

I found this trampled and weather worn note on Eastlake Avenue on my way home from a friend’s house one night. It seems so earnest and helpful– like the kid who wrote it was concerned for the neighborhood’s safety.

Kelly Clarkson (5:02PM)

I found this on the desk of one of the interns at my office. In all honesty I have no idea what this could possibly mean.

Waste of Skin

It was during a horrific snow storm and I ran out of gas on the way to one of two gas stations open at the time. Luckily I was able to turn left onto a street going downhill and I parked my car in front of an apartment building and coincidentally, in front of a … Continued

An Angle Like You

Found this lying on a #2 Bus seat on my way home from work. Didn’t see who dropped it.

At Least He’s Talking to You

I found these in an alley in the University District. I hope that finding them torn out in an alley means that the author has moved on from this chapter of her life

Alexa’s Death Threat

I found this outside my daughter’s elementary school. It looks suspiciously like an adult has helped Alexa put this apology together. I wonder what she said and what provoked her to say it in the first place?