I found a rather disturbing letter on the sidewalk a few weeks ago. I first saw it walking to Rite-Aid downtown, and I told myself that if it was still on the sidewalk when I walked back, I would pick it up. And it was, and I was saddened by what it said.

I assume she's talking about some sort of drug. One wonders how many of these letters she's written, never to have the courage to actually give it to her parents? Or did one of her parents drop it? One wonders.

There's a website out there that people contribute things they find called Found Magazine. A very interesting window into total strangers' lives. (I've submitted this letter to thiem).