Anogete's Journal

I think I've said here before that I love finding notes or letters written by people I don't know to people I don't know. It's the voyeur in me, I guess. I go home for my lunch hour every day to take Ferguson on a walk. On our way out, I noticed a post-it lying on the ground just a few feet from my door. I didn't think much of it until Ferguson and I got back from our 1.5 mile walk. It must be fate. The wind hadn't blown it away. So, I picked it up and found one of the most pathetic love notes ever written.

( you know i had to take pictures of it )